most nights i found my mind such a hollow series of imaginations, that was when the thought of daytime broke in, i started wondering how i ever came to a place i never had marked before nor appeared in my unconscious sight. it was like i came out of nowhere, vacant space alike, crossed some illusive haven until i ended up to this point, just to hold up another stray moment. seconds went by, i was aware of the night and the moon was tangible, and i was stuck in ignorance. sometimes i felt something slowly darken my circle of lights but i didn't know why i didn't give in, i was not even trying. if you were the place i was being lost in, then i was clueless to what actually this thing was supposed to mean or where it tried to bring my ordinary world to. and i had been completely lost in you.
