Your vision is a trick, most knowledge is the mystery.
If ignorance is bliss, don't follow the epiphanies.
Blithering and ******, so hollow in the misery.
Apollo is positioning, & he's whispering this;
**"I'm hollow and I'm fissuring."

She says best friends til' the end.
If that is so, then why did that end?
There goes my baby.
Without her, I'll go crazy.

The most unlucky lover.
Oh dear, my heart will always suffer.
The pain cuts deep, internally sore.
Oh dear, never will I soar.
The events are imminent.
Oh dear, I'm a child no longer innocent.

Where have you been?
Why must you always leave me?

So many questions with no answers, I guess these are the the things you just can't hide from. Taking out of sight to a new standard. I'll be ready for whatever may come.