lost and found,
plain as simple,
lost in verismo,
eternally in sight,
lost in night,
though still headed towards,
towards everlasting light.
I think I’ve been missed my only opportunity to be happy.
Becoming the negative.
Now I’m only half a man. Quarter soul trying to make it with a sane mentality.
The rest is somewhere between heaven and eternity.
I don’t want to know.