Memories of you sail through my heart Memory lane, flashbacks, mental scars. A blunt a day dull my memory of you each day Lighted pain, smokey fragrance, Inhaling your presence warms the cold blood that runs through my vain. Our puff of happy ending sails through the silent night of the worlds reality.
They say that nothing in life doesn't just happen For there is always a meaning behind every action. Whether it's a swaddled attraction of distraction Or an interruption of destruction, either way, there's Something behind the scenes, of what the unknown could be. Truth is, it's a mystical mystery for there is always a deeper meaning encrypted to unfold the series of mysteries.
From the land of misery that's covered in mystical auras he drowns himself in regrets longing for the endless darkness yet he still carries his scars as burdens for his war isnt over he fights for his memories of her as his demons becomes shackles to the earth so he wanders the lands of the spiritual and physical while his heart searches for his own eternal slumber
I’m lost in a world where nothing seems real anymore. A brain that can’t comprehend What’s truly here, And what is imagination. I need to feel it all. But what if they lie too? I blink and the world spins and I wonder what’s happening whether this is all in my brain And if I’ve imagined all this pain. I want it all to fade. But what would happen to this world? If it’s in my head would they all die? So I carry on living fearfully. In a world I’ll never understand..