We were flying through the air

We then saw this object there

It was giving off a silvery glare

But I couldn’t help but stare,

Hours later my recall was gone

Like nothing had ever gone on

Found myself dazed at dawn

Had I been mesmerized by Satan’s spawn?

What happened on that fateful day?

Like a lost pet you went astray

As though your mind had been molded like clay

All space and time went away,

The past is the past but it lingers

Like opportunities that slip through your fingers

I fear I’m in the path of a storm bringer

Like another dead pop singer,

Running the gauntlet on insanity row

With my bag of memories in tow

Wounded hearts recover much too slow

Walking away from tragedy just to show,

It seems like gravity is gone

And the atrocities go on and on

Here I am dazed at dawn

And you wonder why I’m withdrawn,

The mirror reveals what you won't like to see

Just look at what you’ve done to me

Vengeance won’t set me free

In a world with no guarantees.