gaming unlawful carnal knowledge.

the failure of reality,
objective is always to me.

and now i can't talk
so much of nothing
useless is meaning.
writing whilst time abides
and suddenly awaits to my side
thinking too much becoming me and from behind.
the grasp you can't hear for the music you miss
waiting for no slave,
cleansing bitter to taste and where am I?

come back to me;
my dreams are not dreams
yet always was you belong living my serenity.
working my way to sleep
and time abides
and suddenly awaits i can never be comforted
in a failure in reality.