The Split Of Impossibilities Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

I've already wrote a thousand songs.
Each one out of my head and long gone.
Trying to fit the pieces where they belong.
Searching for strength to go on.

Loneliness is only a small part of it.
For all hearts for a time ache.
Life experiences are the cake.
There what I am after.
Not necessarily the happily ever after.

Risk versus reward.
Did you see the bulletin board.
It was giving yet more directions.
Inviting a worlds travel in dissections.
Maybe I have become lost in my own head.

Show me gold, show me rubies, show me all the riches of the world.
Metaphorical faces.
Tragic embraces.
Violence so senseless.
So much more then I will ever have time to explore.

Each cavern so deep, when will this bottom I reach?
Stalagmites and stalactites looking at me with haunting eyes.
But I can't stay for too long, my breath already nearly gone.
Caring must continue on beyond my being, beyond anything I am trying to achieve.
The split of impossibilities.
Just a factoring of probability.
I can't save them all.
I can't stop the world from falling.
I can just do my part then move on along.