thoughts collide and the wrong thing comes out of your mouth
like the Earth is this big supremecy
yet we're only here to destroy it
and any thoughts you try and grasp
or facts you try to understand
become a massive cloud
and you try to move on and forget

when things became too much you were right there
and you could see in my eyes the fear and dread
you carried it past me like perhaps it wasn't there to begin with...

to wash away all that is evil from your mind seems bad
but in that brief moment you realise there is hope...
that things aren't always as they seem
and you need to appreciate the things around you
because it is evident they won't always be there...

you thank whomever might be above for it
and then continue to dream...