The Lack Thereof

The walls have melted, but this distorted world is still beautiful to me. Some spiteful god is plucking away at the threads of my existence, But the world is still beautiful. The clocks watch my wasted time turn to tears, But what the clocks fail to see is shattering stability. They say the world is amazing, just try harder. I'm looking for the right path to go down in this cruel unchanging world. My brain is spinning I still feel dizzy but please turn your eyes away, I'm hurting but you're hurting more, I'm dying but we both are smiling In this awful, painful world.