I can no longer be with you;
a fact I wish were not true.
But you must be true to yourself
and not put your promise on a shelf.
For a promise made is a promise kept,
and yet still when i saw you my heart still leapt,
even though we cant be
I still wish for a you and me.

The longest sleep,
Awake inside unconscious.
The soft hole.
The world is numb and i feel it all.

Like moth to light,
Back, back and back again.
To what surely only worsens.
Unto the inanity,
To shortly live. As only the observer.

Inside the inside,
Within within,
Exiting the foreground.

In the unadulterated absence,
Present in the vacancy.
Nirvana.

The only peace i'll ever know.

In numbed time,
The pure unaware.
My moth to my light.

The only peace i'll ever know.