Black less night, don't take fright

A blackened sky.
A hopeless night.
A shapeless moon, shifts and spurns.

It takes no shape.
It takes no pride.
It has nothing, no arrogance or stride.
Freedom reigns, freedom falls.
A hopeless moonlight, covers all.
It takes a bow, it haunts there face.
How can it focus, when its all over the place.

We drift along.
This journey of ours.
Thinking of moments, that have come and gone.
Trust in ones, that trusted themselves.
No stars in the sky. Its pitch black.

Thinking of times, that have long passed.
Thinking of the future, through our looking glass.
How do we move, how do we react.
Never to slow or never to fast.
Everything is measured.
Time. Seconds, minutes, hours, days, years.
Distance. Inches, Feet, Miles.
Everything is a competition in seems.
Even our lives.
Well fuck it. I won't abide.

Do your own thing.
Make yourself proud
For all we have are these little moments in time.