Was it Fulfilling? Life's experiences seem to pass me by Not unlike the moon I am only happy, when the day is over I am in the hands of my hands Life can drop like a guillotine The same guillotine, can cut my hands Maybe it can come full circle. Will this pass? Small doses of happiness, only to rip my heart out Sleep Well - Do Not Awake Eyes open to the filth of the "Earthly Delights" Perhaps I missed Something Perhaps i am Everything I am Nothing.