the nite before le voyage

skipping the days of idle emotions sans soucis, without stress... it'll all making me mad, driving me insane. what i really do like is the chasing voyage, the coolness in the corner, when you are trying to sleep, to relax, but you cant! it's nothing more than a big black hole sucking on my mind, getting me out of the last calm street into somethings, called life. guess what, my mind flows, blows up darker with the day into, worlds blowing exploding stars, fears near by the next sound of silence. yessir, i'll know it better tomorrow, when the darks coming in big clouds over everything. i'll know, it'll be ok. so dress up in your best suite and call the names of the forgotten forgiven and jump. what did i see?