Words are no longer starting to matter.
My thoughts are drowning in the wonder that no longer holds my mind.
The danger that I thought I knew became the one I forgave.
Living a dream also means living a nightmare.
The difference is only one of them is true.
Trying to find things to exist but knowing that we do not.
I know you might not understand where I am coming from.
Just understand that this is my story.
I have all the words that need to be told.
Misconception 