I looked at the moon
It looked like lonely wasn't a strong enough word
And fought off the urge to pick up a camera
Maybe it'll fit among the pictures of a life I used to know
Because everything stopped
I felt like eternity was measured with heartbeats
And I realized that for the first time
Every breath didn't have the messy cobwebs of existence anymore
the spiders around my mind were fleeting. Then again, so am I.
