Polarissima

I'm losing focus So many pictures in my head An overwhelming lust For memories that should stay dead What do these visions and spectacles mean The views of the future the problems foreseen Reach to the inside to ask myself why Tell me what's real and

The horizons fading fast And the skyline seems so faint Although this earth is destined We will break free from constraint A lunar landscape persists The stars will decease and fade The human race grows fearful Of the world that it made Ignore the si