Sometimes the dark of night Gets the best of us Faded promises Glued on top of broken trust Swimming in your addiction Drowning on lust Sailing on this stream of consciousness Knowing the sun May never come up Following the stars Not guided by much Just wandering the universe Reaching out for a feeling That these hands never could touch
there's a battle going on inside my mind i dont know what is real i dont know what thoughts are mine constant gunfire everything moving except for time the casualties are high i gather and lay our dead in a line my brain is bleeding its turning more sour than a lime i'm going insane trying to replace what i can't find
Anybody ever understand me? I try to make a point but silent stares fill me with terror. Do they hate me or am I on fire naked? I have equations to prove my point. Einstein agrees with my logic and if the sun dies in the blink of an eye we have 8 minutes to say goodbye.