This madness is equivalent
and quite possibly as beyond words
can explain such as
a sunsets orange and pink blueness
Does that make sense?
Will one day it begin?
this morning that ends in twilight
You are sometimes dressed in nights sky
a pigment of one’s imagination
Black explains all about nothing
You are so quiet
I know in my head the second version of you is best
and I would like to think the dreams
that linger changed you somehow
why would you invite me to live a dream?
am I as transparent as the boy with no soul?
Lost in a world with no reality
and once dead gone
You are living life full
While I bath in clouds unable to come down
love and heartbreak the same feeling