faded-silhouette

the setting sun puts out its cigarette the lake i drink from loses its shine the moon comes up behind me and never says, "hello" i try to make conversation but the stars say no they said, "the moon is too pretty for you," "and we're too pure," "we can make conversation" "but you're pain means nothing to us" "we shine not for you but for the beauty of tommorow," "it'll make someones day, but never yours" "...never yours" a word i never get used to a pain that never heals as i kook at your picture then look in the mirror i see contrast but no reality i see the past but no future i said, "stars please help, i need a wish," "d

What can one expect In a life so pointless Tears running down the clouds Making way for the sunset Where we may drift Away from the hand that holds us down Away from the truth whose name is lies you lose yourself