Should the Sun Ever Set

How good is life on a dreaming path?
Such a thought to be contemplated.
Where we go; where we end up, or the whether to.
Decisions are insurmountable.
Desires, evanescent on the dusk of papercrate dreams.

And it's always at fleeting moments,
with tiny shards of refracted memories, that we reconnect.
He is not the worst thing that will  happen to us.
Inherently. Dramatically.
The blame would be impeccably placed.

Of course, Grim is beautiful.
The closest thing to perfection.

A tear born of black. 
A glimmer, balanced before the plummet;
yearning to fall sweetly into reality.

The choices we make,

the instinctive cravings.
Particularly brief; the shame...the chaos.
Surviving by nature; personal liberation.
How good is life when you're constantly dreaming.

What fear and sadness?
What path, what choices?
Should the sun ever set on the day he first saw us,
it's on the night we lived out our dreams.
Grim is beautiful

Dream with a purpose.
Die after dreams come true.

Life, dreams, a path.

Contemplated thoughts.

Go where; end up.

Whether to.

Decisions,

insurmountable.

Desires,

evanescent.

Paper-crate.

Fleeting moments;

tiny shards.

Refracting memories

reconnecting.

The worst thing.

Placed blame;

impeccably dramatic.

Inherent,

fixable.

Grim,

He’s beautiful.

Perfection.

Imperfection.

A glimmer.

The plummet.

Falling sweetly,

a tear;

born of black.

Choices.

Instinctive cravings.

Insanely brief;

the blame…

the chaos.

Surviving,

Nature.

Personal,

liberation.

Fear,

sadness.

Path and choice.

Setting suns,

first days.

Nights lived,

dreams.

Grim,

He’s beautiful.