Everything is an illusion,
Nothing is real and nothing ever will.
We percieve with our emotions,
Blinded by Love, still..
Don’t even try to close your eyes,
The light of delusion can still penetrate.
Just stare at your purple skies,
Ponder upon your twisted fate.
And now you close your heart ,
Locked all its windows and doors
At it was from the start,
Shall it be be until the end of hours.
The pieces of my desire are scattered across the red soil, blown by the west wind, drown by the freezing rain and burned by the glaring sun.
The pieces of my desire that fell out of my tattered heart, leaving it cold and baron without hope and without fear, without mercy.
Once, there was a solitary tree on the top of a hill, its only companions are the grasses that cover the hill…
blah blah blah…
Thoughts for the day ends here…
We all look for our sense of completion,
We’ve all tried to search for satisfaction
We traversed a road without destination
An endless highway with no direction..
Looking for the meaning of life,
Ending up empty handed..
Sorrow, Anger and Hatred…
My constant companions..
Not a day passes that i don’t get to meet them..
They suppress Pain and Guilt..
Giving birth to Apathy,
They make me stronger and more aware of the reality that binds everything in their place.
Sadness is temporary, it will soon give way to true happiness.
but..
It will first implode and annihilate everything that was created,
destruction in its complete sense.
and only then, the new tomorrow shall emerge.
Into the new year..
New thoughts, new experiences..
A new "Me"?, A new "You"?
Everything may change but you are still who you were…
We all carry our own crosses on our backs and they all have the same weight..
