Fragments

… of lyrics, ideas, and such.

lunatics are my best friends

the few people who can still dream

and free their inner children

they glow and shine like nuclear weapons

On the dawn of the second sun

When the clouds will come undone

The knot will tie, the stars will cry

A storm caused by a butterfly

I can’t help but let go
Faded, half-rotten memories
Unwanted looks and feelings
I don’t want to think this any more
Waste away, the thoughts are hopeless
I can’t dream, your face is unforgettable
Why am I still hurting even though I can’t even cry

Lacking the letters to form the words

Speechless description of beauty

A silent picture painted by your voice

And I hold my breath