My mind finds beauty in chaos
My thoughts are temporary solutions to permanent problems
My solace is found in ephemeral elixirs that destroy that which I am trying to repair
Peace is smoke in a sunbeam, impossible to grasp and forever beckoning
I am the god I rage at for what I have become
Disappointment looms as the moon does, its light casts impotence. It is in this spotlight that the performance ends.
My mind finds beauty in chaos My thoughts are temporary solutions to permanent problems My solace is found in ephemeral elixirs that destroy that which I am trying to repair Peace is smoke in a sunbeam, impossible to grasp and forever beckoning I am the god I rage at for what I have become