The Euphemism

Breathing in the rain is a complexity of words

wanderers I have met are in awe of her magnificence

If I crumble to nothing tomorrow

Wait, and let me wash away in her arms

I have had no philosophies answered

Nor do I have any left to question

In this void of endless tedium

Fleeting escapades serve no purpose.

When the sun deserts the sky

Entropy becomes petrifying

All these fortresses I have built in trepidation

Weakly dissipate like their maker.

I readily adorn myself in Kalopsia

you will never glimpse my truth

For everyone that’s wondering why

Certainly nothing has ever hurt you.

I have failed all my gladiators

I now ride alone to battle in the colosseum

I am armed with a wooden sword and yet it is enough

Lord save all the fools, I know when to give up.

If this ruinous monotony is my destiny

I surrender in this war I could never win

The world has never been unfair to me

And that, is tremendously worse.

Every single dandelion that has ever seen me,

fly far away to the places I’ll never be

Don’t forget to leave with a part of my soul

Now that it’s broken there’s a million shards you can take home.

And if the world end before it ends me

Farewell my darlings, C’est la vie!