Once again I give up waiting for the far distant morning
A shooting star makes its way across a false sky and
I wander, having forgotten what it is I’m searching for
What sudden shortcuts I take, I create then destroy
Countless lights bleeding into each other, silent breaths encroached upon
Why does the world begin?
Why does the heart struggle?
That at least my dreams would not be destroyed, I keep them out of sight.
If there lies my destination,
I don’t mind trampling over others to get there.
Living through this night so long, I catch up with the moon
The frozen clock will one day rot away
If I’m right then, everything should go my way
My rafts of logic are born and then collapse
Endlessly falling freezing sleet, the dampening pages of a book
Why do words pierce me so?
Why does the heart hurt so?
Beating on doors that will not open, I stare through the keyhole forever
Wanting to prove to myself I’m alive
I slowly cut into my skin…
Once again I give up waiting for the far distant morning
A shooting star makes its way across a false sky and
I wander, having forgotten what it is I’m searching for
What sudden shortcuts I take, I create then destroy