Reality Unknown ( Updated )
And like the wind,
and the tides.
Like the moon
and the stars
in bewildering sky.
Like the day
and the night
and the warm
and the cold.
Changing constantly,
so I’ve been told.
Truth is perspective.
Reality unknown.
Happiness flows
in short streams,
unexpected,
beautiful,
and bold.
The ending of such things
is as sure as
the approach of death.
Waiting for so long,
holding my breath.
Whats left?
Can you feel my heart
beating slower?
Can you sense my hope
fading away?
Try as I might,
wish as I may…
the past will always remain,
to decay,
to take back from today.
I remember the light
shining through the cracks.
The glimmer of life
in the darkened water of corpses.
The coffin is opened.
Releasing the serpent.
Created with purpose.
Shy away from the sun,
embracing the night,
in which we lie.
To sleep and to die.
Awaken in a dream,
nothing as it seems.
One last ditch effort
to attain the impossible.
Its unheard of,
barely plausible.
Here I sit
in a crater of torment…
waiting on my savior
to rid my heart
of hardening cement.
Taking its place…
the event.
© copyright Ben D.A 2011