Whenever I think that I am lost
I think about to vast emptiness of our universe
and then..
I know I am.

The light sheen
On Midnight street
Like cattle for beef
You slaughter me

If I ever lose my battle,
Just know that I fought.

I tried real hard to be alive,
And my lost is no one's fault.

Say to them the lies I used to tell,
That I'm okay and everything's well.

It's 7:37pm
Excited
I get to see her tonight
Eyes wide open
The word is busy with itself
But I'm not worried about them
At least not this evening
I've got the answers
In my hands