sun day (gone)

It's sun day now.
What is an experience but words and glares that we pay for?
Therefore, I have lost all hope of a happy ending ~
Despite spending despair of staring at the end of a clear window ~
Traveling through with all my kin folk, out of time with beats of a heart unkind ~
Treating me like Oliver Peoples rose tinted
And I haven't even scent it
The poop comes out heavily vented ~ She gets it
The savior of nothing
Walking but really running ~
Over a bridge full of sorrows
My mind trapt in yesterday, while y'all are future concerns of tomorrows ~
I don't believe in plans
Just trust the gut washing inside over the rocks turned sands ~
Seventy percent
Of the earth is who I am ~
Looking into the lost Atlantis
Down under, asunder
Into history's pages
Sometimes on the weekend, the lames, mages, and unpaid less
Fortunate whisper their crooked truths
A muse to the pigeons, sad story
I know the boring cracks from here to glory ~
I catch her eyes and see the sky's memento mori ~
A inner city guise to words from the wise
Before I leave this here
Last one of the year
Take all your emotion
Save it for the dosing at the ocean
Slipping into the coast and
Winter sleeves
Remember me and cheers ~
To the experience of a vivid dream
Day beams for the ticking time bomb
How long will it take for you to realize it, before it's gone?