our heads crash the pavement worlds apart,

our bodies

splattering

without eternity

statement flung far,

no return,

digress,

readjust,

progress,

infinite distance struck,

left out to rot

we die with

unheard hearts,

as our heads crash the pavement worlds apart

I keep my fucking mouth shut

because my rambling mind

doesn't need a damn commentary,

I've said enough.

It's called body language...

the way I salivate at

the mother fucking

thought of

you.

Walking body I have become...walking body...

The tears in my chest locked

My soul sold me to depths of hell

I see nothing...

But path to an endless end

How much is too much now?

Guess I'll not be there to know

Too much is what you'll never know

Everyone has their hunting ghost

We're all broken in a way or another

Everyone has more than the other

Everyone's pain tougher than the others'

My path is to run into cirlce maze

Everyone's running into their path

They think they know the others' path

It's simply complicated path into maze

Walking body I have become...walking body...

Dead soul in my eyes no more I can hide

Lost thoughts into darkness and emptiness 

Humans are layers onto hidden layers

One yellow one blue and one just a smile

What is life? What's is the purpose of life?

Life is unsolved mystery

Buried into darkness and grave

Different color and face

Different layer style and phrase 

It's all part of the path...path into maze

There's no much for too much

You may see too much but will never get to know how much is too much

(Muse During The Class)

#bullshit #craphit #fallengrit #lone4it #trustshit #human<-s->hit