And in the death of dreams who are we? Where do we run when our minds are empty or broken? What keeps your skull form the blissful thoughts of slamming into brick walls?
When the algebra of reality is expressed real unto you, how do you retaliate and protect yourself?
Forever Questions sink into the cracks of  fortitude and erode .

The long hours of insomnia and the emptiness of the lost. The heavy pain of ever moving. The mind that cannot hold time . The ever tired and half hopeless .

Contentment in the web of our perceived reality.
But the irritant of a false perfection will Drive us mad in the end.

I'm made of magic
It's ******* tragic
You can't affect me.

Life's ******* crazy
It's truly amazing
You still wanna doubt me

Rainbows and kittens
I'm ******* smitten
With making it all a muck

Spray your malice
I have miss Alice
And I don't give a ****

My little foxy
Oh all that you have taught me
Forever longing.

I left you my heart.  
Imma fill that ******* void.
With bad decisions.

Watch it in the insecurity of how she talks to me.  Those eyes big and nervous looking up, hoping you're not gonna bite.  In how she smiles too big,  talks too loud,  over compensating.  The puppy that wants your friendship,  yet smells your distaste and still they wag their tail..  ? Looking up to some ******* phantom their ****** ******* perception sees as 'something.  Anything that widens the pupil,  whatever minor chemical entices the imagination to believe in the power of a ******* mangled and destroyed fairy,  just pretending they have armor. .
.. I am heartless.  . '

**** me
Now
Love.

Why are we dancing?
I will swirl for you...
Forever.

I feel
The ash
In my soul

In the kisses
The touches
You leave me with.

Laughing