Forgotten but not remembered

There still is something bothering me, the forgotten that remain unknown, the legion of lost and the damned without hope continue to find new meaning. I put no blame on anyone, the blood flows and the unwritten becomes law, find me in the fields of the blue when the moon brings in the shadows that forever follow, the circle will never come full due to the harsh waste that is never.

I am still working on the book, and it is turning out pretty good, I am also working on building my office, once the office is completed I can turn my full focus and attention on the novel. It is going to be one hell of a ride. SO an interlude:

Focus without strain will bring me down

Create destroy and bind us without will

Believe in the war within my mind

the blood cascades unto the wall

between paradise and torture find me

remember who you are

no one else will