I spend my nights being inspired by the smallest notions.
Movies with cliche messages that are somehow different, with lives that I have always desired and will always desire.
Songs that linger in the quiet darkness and sicken my mind, tire my stomach, and tear my eyes wide open.
My life is unraveled, thrown out in a mess and tangled up for me to pick one strand, and just run with it.
Wishes and dreams are made and my life is now a black hole.
Freaky as shit and confusing, altogether somehow magical.
I spend my nights realizing, that I've never found the meaning of life. It's always been hidden, and it'll always be a mystery to the world.
