A little something something

[carrotderek]

We keep screaming and dreaming of abyss
Such is that an end and is meaningless as this
The evil of yearning and sorrow grasping for tomorrow
The moon child bleeds
Silver life licked by the gold fire
An entity of many origins and aliases
Gives warming encouragement but burns our desire to fly
Icarus, wash your tears
We stay aground again for one more night


A little verse on mans desire to fly.

[Runch]

It kinda seems like the first two lines you kinda tried to rhyme. And then just gave up. Other then that I cant give any other comment.

I just woke up. And your words are hurting my eyes. It baffles the brain.