"Losing my grip on concern

The endless circle mocks my existence

Only sparks of beauty bind me to this place



The simplicity of doing-drowned

Motivation no longer a factor

Only sparks of hope push me away



Creations of wishfull thinking

We delude ourselves

Aspirations reaching no fruition



And now you know why I die

I've found the fear deep inside



Trying to exists within the walls of reality

But what's the point?

the universe revolves alone



Talking to myself the words get lost

Shimmering sparkles catch my eye

and slowly fade



Where is it that we go?

What is it that we seek?

What is it that we want?

Why do we recieve what we recieve?"