The sky is falling in my eyes,
This is the time for me to arise.
I have not seen or have been seen,
For I don’t want what doesn’t mean.
You and I are as clear as day,
And I am not what is today.
If no one will ever really care,
Then you won’t find me anywhere.
I shall be known but not here,
Because of the crises you may fear.
If you see me you must be blind,
For I’m not of one of any kind.
I am of a crazy place,
I’m what can’t have a trace.
There and then here and now,
When will you appear and how.
If you leave I’m not dead,
I still follow the place of dread.
This is now the very end,
Now is when we shall descend.