a little none sense mixed in with philosophy and psychology
butterflies and lullabies...
screaming simplicities at the horizon and drowning in remorse.
i swear empty vows to a god i deny.
half truths and whole lies to die by...
as i watch the moon drift towards a future that couldnt care less,
i bathe in its glory...
the light of a thousand suns,
burning through an eternity of loneliness.
all for a moments recognition...
a brief confirmation of existence