Childhood's End

The wings that supported my dreams,
No matter what happens,
I’ve broken them; I break everything.
I’m already used to being called ‘dunce’.
Changing now doesn’t make a difference.
I look to the skies for God, a god.
How can I distinguish him from the impersonators?
These lies confuse me.
And with that, I am lost.
There is no escape.
I wander this world forever.
And when forever ends,
I’ll be wrapped up in emptiness.
This loneliness is beautiful.
I’m satisfied with this reserved silence.
In truth there is no better place to be.
This beautiful loneliness;
There are no words to describe it.
And even though nothing is said,
The pain is still implied.