Talk of night, talk of day, but the thoughts and memories never seem to fade away. 
There is a distance that is so close to us, but it seems as though we have lost our charm. 
I saw you leave, get on that bus, off into the world away from harm. 
Darkness flows into the night as the stars resemble the day. 
Emptiness seeped into mind as my thoughts continued to delay. 
As I jumped into a puddle of madness, the clarity of the broken joke died.
I lost control of myself and let the turmoil set into the progressive lie.