Everytime your essence is in the distance I feel my light dem.
The fire that burns and gives life to my spirit turns faint.
The illusion of you, poison to my reality.
But still my imagination decides my actions and internal mind tricks allow me to let this essence surround me.
The two worlds colliding, somehow, with no reason.
In your world my time is non existent, so in my world spring never comes.
No matter the season, if nothing is promised,
silence is certain.
In this twisted universe no hope imaginable can stand up to your repudiation.
And because of this, happiness is a luke warm front in this cold dark eternity that leads to no-place.
-Me :)
