No need to seek
the Truth,
in Truth, it will find you,
all that is required
is the Desire
which must be somehow
instilled in your Youth...
And then you will Ponder,
stand in Awe and Wonder
or maybe you will wander Years,
Lamp held high,
Eyes brimming with salty tear,
the Highest of Highs,
the Lowest of Lows,
this is a Cruel World,
it is either Yes or No,
you either are or you are not...
Torn between two Worlds,
Battle rages eve on,
heighten my Senses
to whatever Plane of Existence
I am on;
one Man's Ceiling
is another Man's Floor
the door you just entered
another ran screaming from
just moment before,
where I find my Peace
you'd be afraid to explore
and your Concrete Confines
are too much for me to bear
but to get to Heaven
you have to go through Hell...
March 24, 2015
March 24, 2015
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