1:17 A.M.
The rain falls
The World turns
Moans flow out unheard
I am nothing
Soon to pass
With dreams of a once dead past
And with hopes unrealized
With perfect loves forgotten
And actualized loves muddled
With tears, lies, regrets
I am a fountain
Perpetually spewing out murky water
Though You are the same
And We cannot purify each other
At least we spew together
And in doing so, truly live
So, I cannot promise You purity
For all We have is We
And We will be nourished all the same
And in doing so, truly live.
And in doing so, truly live.