You haberdashery hauberk harangue of a hornswoggling hiatus .  Your arrogantly delusory blasphemous dementia of odiously ominous diabolically grotesque gives me a decadent distraughtness of desultory debauchery and ghastly gnarly abysmal abjections .  It causes hysterical deliriums of maniacally macabre .  My swashbuckling surreptitious spatiotemporal telemetry tactician is tacitly inured in a phantasmagoria fantastication of fabulist façade fantasias .  I could positively kithe a futurity cudgel phantasm and bonkers bluster boggle with your phrenetically frenzied phrenic and forget my phyletic you preterit rendition autonomy equilibrist .

My Happiness
A declining morning shadow
.
My Agony
A progressing evening shadow
.
My Life
A dreadful dark night
.
My Smile
A life less paper
.
My Hope
A log of intricated dreams
.
Yes
This is the other side
Of the coin

Thinking of what to say,
The numbness invading your being.
You look for a number to dial,
Perhaps the number of hope.
However that name is not found in your contacts
Only despair
Distraughtness
And Desperation
Are seen.
What ever happened to the contact
"Trust"?
Oh yeah,
It was taken when they left.

You haberdashery hauberk harangue of a hornswoggling hiatus .  Your arrogantly delusory blasphemous dementia of odiously ominous diabolically grotesque gives me a decadent distraughtness of desultory debauchery and ghastly gnarly abysmal abjections .  It causes hysterical deliriums of maniacally macabre .  My swashbuckling surreptitious spatiotemporal telemetry tactician is tacitly inured in a phantasmagoria fantastication of fabulist façade fantasias .  I could positively kithe a futurity cudgel phantasm and bonkers bluster boggle with your phrenetically frenzied phrenic and forget my phyletic you preterit rendition autonomy equilibrist .

The words found me,
when I was lurking in the meadows.

The dreams found me,
lurking in the comfort of breeze.

The star's sought me,
Under the evil of distraughtness.