Never knew quite when it stopped

Nor when it began

Just a chain of happenings

Years floating

Days passing by



Falling in and out of madness

Walking on the edge

Pretending

Faking strength

Hiding behind smiles



Never knew quite when it died

Nor when it was torn



Just a chain of bad ideas

Years floating

Days passing by

You may think time stands still, it does not

It disappears

In the wake



Whatever sense it makes

We never learn from our mistakes

Whatever comfort it might bring

Nothingness embraces everything