I see nothing
No reality
No flame in the candle
I see fading
And falling
And death upon the masses
Always ending
Always leaving
Holding sand
Catching smoke
Women painting beautiful portraits
Of a sky
Of a real adventure
But I held on
All the while spinning eternally
Oh the horror
When I put myself behind the mask
Of another human being
And feel no more or less
Than the sorrow I feel now
A nation of pain and anguish
Dragging themselves
Through the land of eternal motion
Pressed against a thing of beauty
A Wondrous monument to all wisdom
Hark the Herald angels sing
The death of heaven
Could hope still lie in the sand
I dont know
And im not sure I want to
#Shifting sand
timid gust
@gritty hamlet