After dark when I felt the spark, the sun of a new day's so bright, bright enough to have me forget the gloomy taste, I Never was a person who would leave the dark and walk under the sunlight's warmth. As I walk the grass grows where I step, as I walk the ground sets on fire where I step, uniquely built-up with contradictions. I live my fantasies with passion and I go wherever it takes me however when I wake up I know where to aim. As I cross the garden a new flower appears mysteriously beautiful red and black, each petal hides an unseen truth only a few who could get its smell beyond the lines. I'd like to pick you up all the flowers but I rather keep them alive so you can see. It's never too late, even if the star fades its light keeps crossing the cosmos.
© Unickk