reflections

I sit in my room at night
I kick back and I start to write
I think about the present, past and future
my thoughts on time and space
looking towards a better place
hope I left behind a trail of beauty and love
while walking through the dark
maybe I didn't start a fire
but hopefully I left behind a spark
as I wonder where i draw the line
when it comes to these emotions of mine
is it drawn in the sand with blood
or should it come from the power of love
somewhere in between, a balance i must make
between how much are i willing to give and take
and how far do i let it go until i make a stand
at some point i have to draw that line in the sand
fall below or rise above
give in to hate or give in to love
find my balance fior what rings true
is this what i need to do
find this balance before it's too late
or is it is just all up to fate.