(0324) a guessing game

in another life, i was mystified by the meanings of what i saw outside. some kind of daydream that stayed in my head - it never left me since then, and it will never leave until i'm finally dead. when the sun cuts out; when i fade to black, i'll just laugh it off. i'll laugh it off while trying my best not to cough, but as the ink dries up, i'll be drinking from your empty cup because i can't get enough. i'll never get enough. lately, i've been separating the thoughts that keep me from concentrating.

according to socrates, we no longer see. we're stripped of love and empathy. on tightened wires, they hold tight our words. they're delivered in the blink of an eye, but the voices are never heard. i'm working on a problem that's gonna conquer us all. i'm no stranger to happiness, and sometimes i don't believe in right or wrong. i thought i saw you in movies. you always played the sun that lit up the sky. a victim of much-needed change, but that's what happens when you lose your sight. i'm just a moth lost in the light.

it's a guessing game. no one knows for sure. we have maps and charts, but giving up is the only cure. the fear is overwhelming in these new open-ended books. bacteria thrives in all the places you never look. out of breath whenever i come falling from the highest of unmeasurable heights. trying to break the spell i've been put under. it's a little-known weakness of mine, but i don't care because it makes me think i'm alive.