The days blend seamlessly into one another,
Like dusk til dawn exists
In the blink of some cosmic eye,
Dazed but not blinded
By the dapple pattern of the stars
Against the interstellar void.

The days fly endlessly by,
Like leaves being blown away
On some strange autumn wind,
Destined to go
Places where I’m not.

The days never end,
Until they do,
Like some starcraft distant
In both space and time,
Finding the edge of the universe
And falling over it.

I am
Drifting
Dazing deeply
Take me high in the sky
Firey, disk ablaze
As we hover towards the deep black sea in the sky
Light up the abyss, reflecting through eyes
Hypnotising through harmonic tones
Oh slowly breaking the atmosphere
As we go
Craft
O

Streams and some remains,
Nothing soars around this vessel,
it feels just like blood stains;
reality is just a sick game.

Invisible particles of light
that reach their critical mass;
and suddenly explode outside.
(…and suddenly burst in my mind.)

Wander across barren wastelands,
Drifting throughout burning planets.
Come to me whatever you do,
Wherever you are, come with me.

I can see through an empty soul,
carving the black pits that singe inside;
blending the coldness of your foreign heart,
your trust in me can be my demise.

Stones raining from below,
darkness surrounds my scars;
the glasses of this artificial frigate are not bullet proof.
(…the windows of my ship are not ice-static proof.)

And remain in silence,
and forever believing,
that my love is against you
and my hate is loving you.