Filled with crimson angst
they depart into the night.
Hypnotized by the moons haunting lullaby.
they murmur their stories - chromatic hues of melancholy and euphoria.
Watching the world pass by, they lift their half empty glasses and cheers to the present:
"Cheers to today, the only thing that really matters. I relinquish control and understand how insignificant I really am in the monumental universe. I am a dreamer, and don't you ever paint your opinions onto my canvas. Cheers to the now, and cheers to your dreams."