Please gather round my dearest friendsAnd to this tale your ears doth lend.My tale thus speaks, of highs and lowsAnd seems the same where life goes. There was a time when days were long All full of youth of wine of song. But time and tides are no-ones slaves They soon destroy such joyful days.
The balance of light and dark in me has shifted, but they remain in un-equal measures due to my efforts to eradicate the dark.
The true need is, therefore, to draw those aspects of myself together and search to establish equilibrium.