That moment
The sad thing
About that moment
Is when it happens
When you are in
That moment
You’ll have no idea
That that moment
Will be the best moment
Of your life
You won’t realize that
Until many many
Moment later
A lifetime of moments
Will have slipped away

Inside
  these lonely thoughts
I dream of a time
When I am not
This thing I’ve become

But it’s too late
The clock has slipped
Forward just a little too much
To take a step back
And undo all the things
That I have done

I can’t find
The path home
But then
I don’t know
That home exists
It isn’t anyplace
I remember

Every road
Seems to lead
Someplace familiar

Pain and sorrow
Emptiness
And most certainly
Anger
Maybe those places
Are home