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.