I see you in the movie of my thoughts. today, tomorrow, yesterday, before then.
I walk back and forth, i tread the skies and i open craters inside volcanus rocks.
i hold your naked eyes upon the tips of my chambers, my eyes look down and see what could be.
i hate the path i lay.
i walk it every day
i blame the moon for this. i say the moon. the moon caused me to.
and naked souls lie to each other and break apart foundations made of arcadiac titans because it's to be.
the moon i scream the moon i say. it's fault. is not my own.
i left it behind me and never looked forward because it pulled me forth.
i failed. however.
to see.
that tonight.
as i drop my soul like words made of lead.
when i scream and water the sockets of my eyes.
when i crush my fingers to lessen the hurt inside.
that tonight.
there is no moon.
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