Beauty through blurred vision
I met a vision of pristine beauty cut from the velvet night air by a smokey halo of moonlight.
As I speed down the road my vision blurs with time as tears roll down my face. Passion and failure stick knives into my chest but reach nothing because she already holds what was left of a heart. Headlights follow and fragment into a million brilliant points of light. A super nova to remind me of the moonlight cutting out her face from the perfect darkness.
ice icon, you make me shake
breakdown, I ache for something
beautiful, that is you.
stunning beauty in a smokey haze
leave my mind scattered and broken for days.
I am a coward and cannot speak words like this to people. So if I ever to speak to her again I will make every effort my feeble soul can attempt to fulfill my duty to myself. I am rambling so I will stop this before I begin to drive myself insane from lack of sleep. Gnight!
As I speed down the road my vision blurs with time as tears roll down my face. Passion and failure stick knives into my chest but reach nothing because she already holds what was left of a heart. Headlights follow and fragment into a million brilliant points of light. A super nova to remind me of the moonlight cutting out her face from the perfect darkness.
ice icon, you make me shake
breakdown, I ache for something
beautiful, that is you.
stunning beauty in a smokey haze
leave my mind scattered and broken for days.
I am a coward and cannot speak words like this to people. So if I ever to speak to her again I will make every effort my feeble soul can attempt to fulfill my duty to myself. I am rambling so I will stop this before I begin to drive myself insane from lack of sleep. Gnight!