But nature is as it has been.
You are looking at me
And I've become a wreck
Before now,
I was plain and simple
Before that,
silence was not dark
Even before that,
thoughts were not hard.
You're looking at a wreck,
And the wreck lets you.
Best not to make noise,
Or speak foolishly.
But If you decide otherwise
Better not be sympathetic, you.
Just stare to think and laugh,
if you want.
You may like it to disappear,
I wish it could.
-knightesS
