Thoughts of one unaware and unexpected have come to me. Crazy how the world turns on its invisible axis, making and breaking peoples lives. Crash with me, and we shall fly. Ironic at best, we all hope and we die. Travel the heavens and try our worst not to cry. Love it and take it and run away with it. Steal what you can to get by and survive. All in the mind of one who is confined. Confined in the walls that have eyes. Mark your place with obscure colors and dyes. So I will know where to find you, when the alphabet lies.