i watch the seconds tick away as my breath escapes in the form of emptiness. the way my thoughts are in my head is like the way stars burn and matter disintegrates, the way everything goes silent when you look over. it is pandemonium, it is chaos. and it comes as no surprise that nobody understands but judges. so i'll just let it be - walk down my own crooked path, concentrating on my happiness.

dashes of spring's green;
a stream on unstable grounds
never-ending race