Moment's Of Forgotten Dreams

Self awareness isn't always peaceful

Moments of forgotten dreams

I see myself endlessly looping within this drain we call despair, I see the end equation of death and silence, most pacified by neglectful peace to the merit of showmen

"The mask never slips" he tells himself as he ties it back.

Perfect image
Perfect life
Non-existent love
And a pit full of suffering.

Add it all together and some more

You get Azrael Writes