Through the dark, I see clearly, I do really, not just nearly, melt into it. Look up not down, it’s just the ground, hush, be void of sound, as the dark world spins round, take it in, marvel, feel the scope of those who hope, it's not harmful, it's a galactic carnival, enhanced, i dance in a trance, making my stance, it's 4am
Fluidity, my mind moves, in ways that are hard to explain, so fast, so free, liquid-like, so far from rigidity, and light. In the dark, reality is stark, barren, empty, but I feel at ease, tis a release, a means to appease. I don't get disheartened, that our world was darkened, just a means to be hardened, it's 5am
Light affects sight, it is just like height, it messes with my fight or flight, the opposite of night. I stumble and fall, go right through the floor, thoughts hitting the wall, but missing the door. Desperate to relinquish, to find and extinguish, the light that has taken my sight, my might, thrown from that height, I've lost my flight and have nothing to fight, because it's 6am Tik Tok, Tik Tok
