Hypnotizing those in its presence,
Not one that is identical...
There once was a rat terrier by the name of Jack,
Who had a possession of knowledge he would never...
Once there lived twelve Apostles,
Who cowered and hid from the world...
Warm sun,
Wakes from slumber...
Pitter patter pat,
Wet droplets knock on rooftops...
You deeply yearn just for a night,
To have reality vanish...
African choir,
Pat their small drums in rhythm...
I sense something has altered within me,
Perhaps for the better, maybe for the worse...
Gnawing at my mind forever,
Never recoiling from view...
Look outside quickly,
Do you see that shooting star...
Left to live alone,
Disconnected from the world...
Jubilant skies morph,
Into foreboding blackness...