We groove in synchronicity
Yet the tides have changed seemingly
I stalk the night but I do not find my love
He is in another galaxy without me
Our orbits no longer on the same trajectory
It is the ultimate tragedy
We groove in synchronicity
Yet the tides have changed seemingly
I stalk the night but I do not find my love
He is in another galaxy without me
Our orbits no longer on the same trajectory
It is the ultimate tragedy
Where I long to be
Inevitable, though impossible it may seem
The current state of affairs
Blight
Grim
But alas!
Not everlasting
My personal purgatory
Until I am ready for the next level of existence
I am in my darkest hour
And I long to transcend it

I am melancholy today
Is it the rain making me feel a certain way?
Or is it an accumulation of events
Of which I have had no chance to vent
All the pent up aggression
All the resentment
My spirit spent and longing to transcend this
Yet there is no escaping it
Is and always will be
The darkest part of me
I loath and relish
Yet I need it to replenish
The grey clouds have come to engulf me
Yet I do not fight
I just let it be
Oh really?
Oh is that so?
As if I did not know…
There was no mystery
The strain apparent and expressed
Now bonds broken
Bridges burned.. and yet
We will endure
Our paths will cross again
But for now..
Goodbye my friend :’-(