Wednesday, February 16, 2005

end: 22

from my emptiness spawned my forever.
a fleeting dream, a shackled past and i thought of nothing going against what i perceived to be the ordinary staying defiant bearing curses.
as the world beneath me gave way as it keep on its constant trudge on the overbearing imposters set loose on a fury hell-bent.
the stars fuelled my dreams and inquistions, the moon answered my lonely pout outside my window and a night eye covers my watch.
the world as i know is devastated but from the ashes i spring faith, hope and renewal under the vengeful watch of a jaundicised eye.
stop me if you can, a blue illusion became the source of much discovery and from it, i learn, you learn.
with hands still in my pocket against the contradiction of a rat in a cage it has been set upon again. the unknown looms as if weary of another pursuit of meaningless trades.
uncertainty rule and doubt became an order of the day as once again life as it seems takes on the knolls.
rumoured ramblings whispers upon ageing ears and watching the world go by becomes an elusive task.
now it has become that once you let go will you truly understand that the mysteries of the universe are meant to be hidden away under lock and bolt.
the young grow old and die but the youth ebb on tirelessly somehow though you still leave a piece of it behind with the passage of good old time, loose that and suffer.
if you can believe all this is true, you can believe i was meant for you as unassuming as you came.
a realisation that all is well, of those of you who are with me on this long, winding road. i am glad to have you alongside.
comrade, partner and eventual friend not to discard those i have been graced with along the way.
to the many in transience are all apologies, know that it was a call but live with the knowledge of best intents.
to the neo and arachnid to the arrow of a thousand hopes, those times were good with souls that made the day the fond.
a tragedy, a recall, a blip on an error screen, the frustration of alls brewing in a silent scream.
the future i egg on a little each day with the promise of fulfilment as expansive as the ethers combined...

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