Faster, faster through the dark, through the night.
So dark that vertigo hits,
I lose my feet,
There is rock all but in front.
Where has my beacon gone,
Has it fled from sight?
Why would it leave me on such a night.
I stand and move, i will always improve,
But i can't,
To move forth is too difficult,
I fall to the side,
Rock splits my skull,
A ships great hull, all is lost.
To focus is to hurt,
To let go, drown in the mirk.
Jun 24, 2013
Jun 24, 2013 at 3:38 PM UTC
Faster, faster through the dark, through the night.
So dark that vertigo hits,
I lose my feet,
There is rock all but in front.
Where has my beacon gone,
Has it fled from sight?
Why would it leave me on such a night.
I stand and move, i will always improve,
But i can't,
To move forth is too difficult,
I fall to the side,
Rock splits my skull,
A ships great hull, all is lost.
To focus is to hurt,
To let go, drown in the mirk.