What awaits me on the other side?
Certain of sure uncertainty curiously thinking about taking a dive.
Into realms unknown and foreign to what I have grown accustomed.
This world is sweet and sour in the latest hours I’ve felt the need to bid an adew.
Taking flight into the night hoping that I won’t fall back into wretchedness, discontent, and being confused of what’s my next move.
The longing for pleasure has left me empty of myself.
Empty, as I move in this land filled with walking corpses having found escape from their tombs.
Empty, like my mind when I first came out of my mother’s womb.
Emotions become ravenous in the mind of I, they’re starving for my attention but I’ve grown detached I feel these parts of me die inside.
No wake, no burial, no funeral. Just I and them sit, I watch them parish a tear forms in my eye but there is no one to cry.
Emptiness envelopes me I can’t tell from where the emotions came and where of them they have went.
Time spent, like currency in constant exchanges hoping that in time I can realize the inner most of me that is changeless.
Shapeless in form and in action no regrets truly shameless. Disregard to all opinions for they are not from minds that are stainless.
The battle wages inside of me deep, deeper, yet ever more deep the key is, and the more I grasp the more it becomes out of my reach.
I’m drowning in the depth of my mind’s ocean I gasp for air realizing that I cant breath but yet I still inhale. Realizing but yet I still exhale. Emptiness.
It was only me, it was only a dream or was it real and this is the dream. Tangled web in which the mind weaves. Not knowing how might I see.