Clamouring thoughts demand attention
Images of you, unnecessary distortion
As reality waits with its head bowed
I long to run away to safer places
As reality approaches steadily
I wish for our childish illusions to stay
Would love to give what I'm holding back
If you could accept the morals I lack
Would hate to give you up again
If only this moment would forever remain
Love. Need. Prayer. Friend. Love
Viscious Circles consume what's left.
