The More..

The more we find the easy way,
the path of least resistance,
the more we just fallow your desire,
the more our minds become
Sloppy, Headless....

The more I try to look at that
bright light,
the more I try to walk there,
the more I try to get you there,
with me,
away from this dark,
that we are,
The more I get drown,
in to thick black sorrows....