Was it Fulfilling?
Life's experiences seem to pass me by
Not unlike the moon
I am only happy, when the day is over
I am in the hands of my hands
Life can drop like a guillotine
The same guillotine, can cut my hands
Maybe it can come full circle.
Will this pass?
Small doses of happiness, only to rip my heart out

Sleep Well - Do Not Awake
Eyes open to the filth of the "Earthly Delights"
Perhaps I missed Something
Perhaps i am Everything
I am Nothing.