Stalagmites - State Faults

Our wishes on dead stars

Are echoing incessantly

So desperately its haunting me

Enduring existence

Resonating tirelessly

A tangled mess of circuitry

I admit it;

I’m a mess

Of unwavering uncertainty

Just forget it

Because you’ll never ever know

Bow it feels to resonate so desperately

Lost in haunted memories

Given to dreams

And drowned in endless apathy

Baptized in the glow of the evening star

I turn away, nothing is real

I close my eyes and feel my body slip from me