as things start to fall
and things start to fade.
its out with the old,
as a new light invades.
-
what seemed like tragedy
proved itself to be clarity.
insanity brought the most rare form of sanity
and im watching nations crumble,
fumble and fear.
as light beings start to appear and prepare for the shifting of poles
and
the switching of roles...

moon-light monster seeking out the dark,
channeling destruction leaving nothing,
not a mark.
searching for parts
and pieces
or paths
where peace is.

your access to the presence of the gods has been denied.
your weapons cannot prosper,
they may form,
i know you've tried.

hit the vape,
now im in space.
im having urges to escape
and there are new feels
in place of the old.
there's no trace
or scent of my role as hero,
my highest ground is zero.
ive rested and still
i went from writing ten pages
to none,
im trying to run
but the forces wont let me,
they guide and protect me.
they'll make you respect me if you dare to disrepect me..

dead bodies everywhere,
just like they were before.
focal points are focused on connection and a poor
state of existence,
know nothing of existing
in a space beyond this place
filled with disgrace
and the misplaced.
-

im losing my mind..
its violent
but for some reason when i look close enough i see a glimpse of what i once considered
sanity.
its strange.
-
all of the new beginnings i begged for; on bended knees with so much hope and surety, are so close in reach but so far from logic...