Dark light brightens my path of instability,
I see something that is not there,
Empty heart pumps rage trough your head,
As destiny hints a smell of fertility,
There is no point anywhere,
Those lips slowly ran down and fled,
Hiding a tear in the wind with fragility,
I turn to the shadow but it did not seem to care,
That shallow mind of dread,
Can’t deal with the aroma of a kid.