Two Wrongs cannot come together to make a right.
It creates The Soulless Desperation
One, maybe two lovers entertaining late into the night.
Chaos come easily from hearts separation
Anxieties trestled by the train of everyday life
Darkness grows before our unaware eyes
Obstacles fiercely sprung emotionally cut with knife
Lacerated incapacitated we’re separated lives
Wondering alone the wasteland’s frontier