There’s a stillness about me
That leaves me confused and breathless
The cries of all those bereaved of the light
Mourning in agony, endearing with their howls
Longing for a touch of warmth
Of course, it is night.
My heart is bleeding
It’s beating so fast, as though I just ran a marathon
A spark goes off, and I am set ablaze,
Conquered by all, torn to shreds
By a mixture of emotions all too familiar
Of course it is night.
I travel far and wide, defying gravity
Flying into the unknown
The painful memories I reencounter overwhelm me
I struggle to escape, because I desire to forget
I sigh and wish; wishing for only God knows what.
Oh yeah I remember. A perfect world
Perfect in every sense of the word
Only bliss, serenity, happiness, passion, no sorrow
No aggravations whatsoever
Pure heaven, a perfect paradise
No deceit, no corruption of any kind
No death, no confusion
Completion, but where, my eyes dart back and forth
Can I truly find that anywhere?
Only in my imagination, only in my subconscious, oblivious to all
Do I find solace, in the stillness of all.
As the waters cover the sea
As the fresh waters fall
And the sun casts its glow
Its golden haze over the horizons
It’s a brand new day, and I sigh in contentment
At such unblemished beauty, and perfect innocence
In the stillness,
But only in my imagination.