God intended it that way

Tripping over shadows
God meant it that way
Worrying about the forgotten
Living in an old painting

The way things used to be
a snapshot of happiness
amongst all that misery

Deception has a face

The one watching you

A future unaware

Chasing shadows

One following everywhere

Dancing with mercury and lead

Swinging on the edge of the world

A journey of errors

Locked in stone

Buried in smoldering ash

Heroin induced hallucination

Walls breathing individually

Amusing unusual thing

Living in the shadows

That old painting over there

Tripping over the darkness

That holds all that is dear

A memory previously owned

Existing in the background

Appearing with the twilight

Disappearing with the purple of dawn

Worrying about the forgotten

Amongst all that misery