The colored walls begin to fade,
And memories go blurry...
Broken is all i feel
Wrong is all i do...
Thoughts, when do they ever stop
When do we ever hear the silence...
A punky view of perspective
Saving our own generation...
Moonbeams dance off ocean waters
Nocturnal fog swirls around me...
Bellicose.
Bellona don't you dare fear...
Life is full of too much stress.
I am pessimistic, I confess...
There are just somethings
that just make you sad...
I do not have
A guiltless soul...
When you look at me
Tell me what you see...
Crystal Vase on an oak table
Vibrant colors brighten the room...
From the tops of dying trees,
anguish falls upon my calloused face...