Resolution

As if the eternal flow that stops for no one can be fragmented into cycles. All these seconds minutes, hours, years wasted on trying to understand paint nothing but scars that do not blend in our modern perception. As if all these what if's flying around in my veins somehow make me wiser. When reality knocks on the door I'll kindly turn the other way Imagining the dawn of a new day. In conclusion, here's to no resolution god help me, god help us all as we slowly crawl, about to fall into the vast nothingness of time. 'How delightfully dark surely this new approach will ignite the spark and the fire will consume the roach eating away at your brain surely you haven't gone insane.' 'Surely.'