Tuesday, August 02, 2011,9:20 pm
Is that it?
Is that all there is?
More, more, more
I seek forth more
To come.
Why is this meaning?
Why is this sense?
Gaze up there
Shining in the bright sky
The dark glow
Plentiful, glittering, infinite
And yet a facade of the past
What they were hundreds of years ago.
Into the light
Into the bliss
Into the darkness
Into the mist
Freed at last. But
Not yet, so much
Still to overcome, to
Endure, frustration
ever eternal.
Come, come
Take me away
Eyes wide shut
A false reality
A real falsity
It is real, and genuine
As long as I want it to be
As long as it can be
Me
Free.
