We are the Kings of Nowhere,
She is the Queen of Nothing
And it tears my heart
to watch her
fall apart
cause all we have is this
empty lot
filled with dreams
that have gone to rot.
And it tears my heart
to watch her
fall apart
because
We are the Kings of Nowhere,
She is the Queen of Nothing
In my head, the sun only Rises, but never seems to Set.
As if the end of each day is just a Blurr
with no definitive finish.
I cant distinguish whats a dream and whats Reality.
They say that’s the true meaning of Insanity.
It wasn’t always like this,
maybe I died or am dieing
then again aren’t we all dieing? One day at a time.
We’re just waiting for the right moment to give it a label.
Original Poetry 