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Enveloped in my own empathy
I strive for truth in solemnity
this everlasting feeling captivates my every cell
as time drifts slowly into some pitless hell
what must have been created from life
an undying soul that creates mirth and causes our own existance to be questioned
an unanswered lie
the truth still in my eyes
I have found the key into the circle
yet know not how to escape from the inside
until reincarnation pulls me back
but my soul is weary and I cannot go forth again
another toll on my sanity
that lies in a single thread
yet she keeps encouraging me on
to find the answer she knows I'll bear
such a sphere of knowledge
every secret ever kept by man
left in the wake of its empowering being
but what is it she sees within my mind
my powers only limit myself to my own succession
never seeming to grow too far in one lifetime
and restarting with each new life
a mark that is given from birth
it grows from whence it was triggered
damaging my own aura
each time I create this heavenly demise
the life filled struggle of what I've been granted
my own words left smothered
I have fallen
yet she kept pulling me up
I have changed
yet she kept giving me life
I have taken
yet she kept giving
I have Darkened
yet she kept me in the light
what is it I'm giving back
why must I continue on this path
I have not come to the fork
not a step closer
yet still, her patience I do hold
always returned to my dreaded place
when I'd prefer to stay inside the sphere
my hope not always returns
It must be found each possible time
do I hope its there
do I hope one day to stay behind
too old, my withered mind
too young, this new decline
 Aeolith · Fri Nov 16, 2007 @ 08:53am · 0 Comments |
