Alone in twilight

 I used to be alot of things

Alot of things that were

Or

Rather

Should have been 

Like seeing with one eye closed

I used to know everything 

And nothing

Always, always alone at twilight

Alive to be sure

In every aspect of being

In humanities plight

In the shallow nights

Baring a thoughtlessness

A surity

A truth

Until the sky would fall

And I would hold such a world on my shoulders