I found footing in the way you moved around me.

The deepest emotion I had was washed away.

This frail clause of an existence plys its games.

It'll all start over soon.

Depend on the liars to deliver your food.

Recommend that you do so your self.

You're always by yourself.

I saw a light in the dark. The despairing masses too.

We claw and clamber for it, but we wont reach it soon.

The falsh of a bulb stes off, distracting in its short, jealous existence.

But its just enough. We're lost again.