Wish that your smile,
Crinkling around those blue eyes,
Was only for me.
I see things others do not.
Not ghost or spirits.
They exist in my mind's eye.
The dark to me is my fear.
I know the monster in it.
That monster is saddness and lonelyness.
The monsters name is depression.
It tries to smother you until you go down.
Let's travel at the speed of light.
Time will be a motionless pawn for us to play
All laws are broken
All truths false
Our theories lost