The oscillations of my mind,
Flickering images of myself,
The desperate moth left behind,
Flying in a delicate stealth,
Until bludering into his afflicting star,
Casting painful shadows over the dust,
Hopelessness reflected in these scars,
With no-one to feel his shattered trust,
So furious, trapped between transparent walls,
So curious, waiting for the walls to fall,
Forgotten and fading, lost in his cause,
Looking for escape from an infinate shore,
Spent and alone, I fall to the floor...