Really Bad day

too many drugs...

The concept of time

so fragile in our minds

did it become

that it fainted on our breaths

like dying spider webs

and

 

so fragile did our minds

become with time

that the ghosts of guilts

and memories

walked through us unimpeded

then suddenly

suddenly we were defeated

 

Reminded how we'd been

blinded all along

we'd let the singer

surpass the song

the singer

surpass the song