Real lapse of the momentary world

Round and round
In circles I go
Boomerang is
All that I throw.

Running away
I turn to call
Fatal turns thoughts
As I trip and fall.

Starting to believe
Crashing to ground
Heaven's gates open
When hell comes around.

Laughing upon me
Are the stars that are mine
Singing this song
Like a stupid old rhyme.

A story to tell
A story to laugh
A story to mock
A story too short.

What always shines
Is not always gold
What always glitters
Is not always diamond.

What always laughs
Is a twinkling star at night
telling a story of a
Stupid old fight.

Bruise me
Mock me
Hurt me
Kill me.

Round and round
In circles I go
Boomerang is
All that I throw......