i get flashes of reality quickly consumed in the fog of existence and the thoughts i exhumed are lost to the grasping fingers of understanding a dancing light on the edge of my sight that teases me through the futility of life and torments my slumbering mind into action this is not a lethal wait but it can be a kind of deception vanity is a heavy weight fuelled by a constant rejection no rational perception of the meaning sustained i have no pain to measure but the concept remains high and illusive a briefly glimpsed bright hall of awareness where my soul is in flight a strong evolution of humanity's ground a large inhalation of both meaning and sound based on a primitive urge of exploration this is not a lethal wait but it can be a kind of deception vanity is a heavy weight fuelled by a constant rejection they say that music is the window of the soul look through the frosted pane at the melody of my heart i am the dreamer yes i am the only one i have been victim of obsession from the start she came then to me in a cloud of tension disguised by perfume of lovers affection maintained a silence kind of rejection nervous of feelings she was just too scared to mention but i was staring deep into the lake of despondency nihilistic nightmare on which i've embarked my soul is exposed to the truth that is stark and no one can help me solving this rare conundrum but the world goes on spinning the sun comes again washes fear from my memory clears doubt from my brain the awesome eye sweeps past into the distance this is not a lethal wait but it can be a kind of deception vanity is a heavy weight fuelled by a constant rejection
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