it's the little deaths
the long rests
the things that wake you up
and put you to sleep
the voices that tell you who you are
and what you are not
where awake is
and what's asleep.
dreams and awareness
enlightenment and portrayal
the end,
and the final illusion.
You can't see reality
you can't feel anything but hope,
hear anything but loss
and the final chapter
is all futility.
How will it all end?
chaos..
fire.
the last dance;
meaningless.
always...
always.
Different names,
same rhythm
again and again.
you don't see
I do.
In this,
the Swan's song
While stumbling and hoping
And giving up.
Only for someone else
to pick up where ends meet.
again,
I dance
I try not to fall.
always...
always.
In the end
you are right.
Trying,
matters.
1 comment:
The sub-conscience is a powerful entity. Fulfilling our wish's and giving life to our nightmares. Speaking to us in ways unknown, in words unheard. Unbeknownst to us on how it affects our decisions in our every day lives. A cipher to our inner self. Our conscience has influence over our sub-conscience and yes. Trying matters. For sometimes we wish to despair, but deserve happiness.
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