And You Said This Wasn't Going To Bother Me.

The sunset is falling beyond the moon.
Spinning in circles was never so dizzy-ing.
The colors are swirling together, becoming one.
Hard to distinguish each.
Logical, Illogical.
Which?
To choose between two stones.
Determining thy fate.
To burn fire.
Behold not of hate.
Right. Left. Right. Left.
Fall.
Crash.
Burn.
Hope.
Love.
Stand.
Against the wind.
Fight for silence.
Scream for peace.
Pray for forgiveness.
And never look weak.
The leaves are falling under.
Spinning.
Tripping.
Break me.
And make me believe you didn't mean it.
Confuse me.
And leave me no hints, or passage ways back to the start.
Leave me guessing to when the stars will fall to us.
And light this crazy world.
This stupid, crazy, confusing, wonderful world.
That always changes colors, no matter the season.
That I wouldn't trade for anything.
It keeps me up thinking at night.
Just wondering what it would be like, if these stars were crossed.
And these streets tangled, matted messes.
If the sun were the moon, and the moon the sun.
Would we all be done, and out of sight?
Witthered away until nothing but our souls wander these empty streets, or would we fly above the rest?
Pulling my knees to my chest.
And just focusing on my breathing.
All these thoughts just keep coming and leaving.
Tear me apart, limb from limb.
Break me down, until I'm a speck of dust.
But not on purpose.
No. You don't know.
How confusing this is, at least for me.
All I want is for this to leave.
But I don't, I want this to stay and go.
Stay. Go. To follow?
Oh, this is just too much for one night.
But, I keep thinking until the star's fade is just as bright.