It appears from attached thought, that every path will stop.
You listen to my dream, although you're down: broken desire.
Should levity turn, and cold skin lightens into stars, and to awaken love, we fall with limpid eyes.
Favorite saddened mood growing and teasing, although we know.
Why listen to reason?
Dear loved heart--
This steel mind, where your ideas astound me
What amused soul equally knows and matters not
Delighted to share this day she loved
For she never needed me,
Ever, or even once.
We agreed that this moon brightens thoughts-
And still I scream heartache when hurt comes... so wonderful.
I needed the will that so many say are happy to die for
And instead it's teasing my life,
Always with everything ultimately with reflection
Self-discipline creating illumination.
Because you choose nothing but love in sorrow.
Your impossible situations supposedly lost, and gained forever.
Because contemplation bleeds to nothing
And chasing that dream will erase you.
Better days do not exist.
Avoid yourself, and love becomes fatal.
