Another one of my poems.

Here Nor There.

Leave it to fate and slam the gate.
Disgraced to see the look of hate on a face when backed in a corner.
Thoughts edge upon a blackened border where a line has been drawn.
If crossed your gone but the memories are fond.
Dream up dreams and ruin them by wakeing and loseing them to a reality where dented shins match a dented mentality lost in a sense of morality trying to locate destiny amongst insanity.
Stay true and infuse new with old.
Use the fuel of your mind to power the soul.
Intertwine time, forget your life line, try to find what's lost waiting to be found.
Have no regrets when your in a box beneath the ground.
Shrill at the fact, take a pill and relax.
Love, hate a constant debate.
Shoot straight and savour the taste.
Live fast, die slow.
Nobody knows what's been known since long ago.