empty

i want to stop by your house tonight,
but you live ten thousand miles from me.
i want to watch fireflies flash their light,
but its just not meant to be.
i want to go to that place,
just to prove you wrong.
i want to see your sweet face,
to see where i belong.
and wouldnt it be nice,
if we all followed our dreams.
the world might be a better place,
if we could mend the seams.
but we go to war and we fight about rights,
maybe we should just slow down... and dance tonight.
but im here all alone,
and theres nobody to hold me tight.
so i sit here holding my phone,
and my tears wash away the light.

"He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into you."
Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil, Aphorism 146