Darkness locked away, Caught in an endless mizmaze of dark romance So much more beautiful Than any superstition can allow.
The stage is set in our minds, But who are we to share with, A window into solitary creation? The thought may haunt a mind for a while As is creation lost to wander aimlessly, Forever.
The canvas is filled, No one would ever hope to dream up Thoughts like riddles of these, Or hope to decipher.
Dance of disdain, mere movement Sweeping across empty floor. But in the heart of mere imagery that still draws breath; Through the birth of a universe we may find our rest.
Suddenly you will find yourself lost In a place laden with dark memories, Light cannot reach here anymore. Though the sunset used to grant a beautiful mirage For those lost so long ago.
Don't be afraid, No one really knows what happens here anymore, But I wish we could stay here forever.