The truth about the infinite is that it isn't true
Nothing can last forever, nothing gets renewed
Time is but an illusion, one we all seem to share
But infinite is so measly, it's hardly even there
Just afraid of time, ticking away.
That our voices and promises will one day be forgotten.
How does the thought of becoming nothing not haunt you like a shadow in the way it’s a part of mine?
For even my shadow is afraid of not being cast any longer.
And I know it’s not right to worry, because no one can save me from this.
But with each second that passes, it’s one less I’ll have remaining.
One second closer to losing my shadow.
Holding it in can kill you.
Kicking and screaming won't help either.
Think about it.
Find a solution.
Push forward.
Keep moving.
It's gone.
Once again it rises.
Don't try to rationalize it.
Its irrational.
Where's the solution?
If I move forward will I find it?
Maybe I should stop.
It's gone.
Pushed to the brink.
But the brink won't end.
Falling excessively.
No solution down here.
Here, there is no forward.
One direction only, downwards.
It's here.
Run, and run
and keep running.
It's almost upon is.
Nowhere to hide.
No people around.
Just me, running
Out of breath.
Cannot stop.
Must keep running.
It's too late.
It's here.
Hello there, Yes you, I see you, Over here young one.
Take a seat, listen close, I'll tell you about a story like yours.
Ready? Listen up. Faith intertwines as purity is divine, through life unravels to the core of the start of humanity to the microscopic centerfold of which we are held accountable for throughout the passing memorys that are bestowed onto our pathway as we must cherish them or hate them, to pass through them to continue forth to end up in failure.
The story, young one. I've seen your future, I was before your present, I lived in your past, and I hold the keys. It's your goal to obtain and understand the hidden messages tha
Life
Life is never fair
Especially when no ones there...
Life is never nice
Because it’s heart is as cold as ice...
Life is mean
And tries to destroy your dream...
Life is never kind
Even when your soul is what your trying to find...
Life is never forgiving
Especially with the people your outliving...
Life is harsh
When you have no harth...
Life is rude
Mostly when your screwed...
Life is horrible
It’s not deplorable...
Life is what you start to doubt
Especially when your going to opt out...
Maybe this is what I'm supposed to do,
Maybe over time I'll be better for you,
Maybe you'll realize all I want is you,
Maybe one day soon you'll realize it too.
You're my one and only, the keeper of the key,
You can unlock my heart, keep it or set me free,
You're the one true love, the one for me,
But if you don't feel that way then set me free,
The one and only keeper of the key.
One day in our future, wishing it was soon,
Maybe you'll realize, that you wanted me too,
You're the keeper of the key, and it's held on a silver chain,
You used to cherish it deeply, now it's held like a picture in a frame,
Maybe in our future, You'll use i
I walked towards the darkness, to see a figure standing before me. As I moved forward along the path to see her face, I saw myself staring back. In disbelief I turned and twisted and she did the same as if echoed in remembrance. She showed me the truth about all the things I forgot to see, of all that I chose to ignore beyond compare. That is when all I could do was stand and watch as the demon in form beckoned me into the abyss of night.
Visions of the present and far few in between, before me you stood shrouded in darkness searching for a way out. You were an injured soul needing to be fixed just as much as I needed to find my light. That