The sun goes down the night has come.
Darkness covers raw and numb.
The things you thought were true and real have all arisen to steal your zeal.
A laugh a heckle a Cheer a shout. The road you've taken is filled with doubt. Nothing is real and nothing is pretend. There is no beginning nor is there an end.
Life " IS" . Simply put, but true. It is only as real as what's inside of you.
Your world is not out there for you to discover. A lie of the world a spell you've been under.
You've looked and you've looked yet its no where to be found. You've bought yourself depression as a wedding gown Stop in the silence and look within that's where the treasure has always been.