justinwuetcher

The Idealist I breathe in the midnight sky I can taste the loneliness it has been saturated with The loneliness secreted by the moon The loneliness secreted by the stars and sun, It thickens the air and my spirit, And I witness human kind become Groggy in their attempt to understand enlightenment The stars begin to blink, or rather I begin to watch, And they quiver in fear, Watching chaos erupt from the pores of the earth And anger splashes from its midst The midst of chaos, the midst of ignorance, The midst of loneliness It's completely quiet, this midnight The moon begins glowing an exuberant red Casting a subtle gaze of l