*I haven't thought of a title for it yet... So I wouldn't mind any comments on it*
It happens fast
Too fast
As I breath this toxic air in
Trying to grasp for something, anything
Yet, there is only air
Nothing truly strong enough to grasp for
Oh, why must I fall
To forever be shrouded in this darkness
Why must we struggle
Is our only freedom Death?
Is our only feeling Pain?
Or are we lost in this void?
To drift and stumble
Until we are freed?
Or do we fight and struggle
Intil we are free?
Do we allow tragedy
To play its part?
In what sense, then,
Are we truly free?
If this life happens
So fast, too fast,
Like a movie played in fast forward.
Do we just sit back and watch?
Do we truly see this life?
Or are we ignorant?
Did our ancestors
And the masters of old truly see it?
If we truly seek the Truth
Then shouldn't we question,
Who we are?
And where we came from?
Shouldn't we ask ourselves
If we are truly free
Or if we are stuck, just like a bird,
Caught in a gilded cage?
Did this life really happen?
Or is this just a dream?
So many questions
Yet we never seek the answers
*please tell me what you think*
It happens fast
Too fast
As I breath this toxic air in
Trying to grasp for something, anything
Yet, there is only air
Nothing truly strong enough to grasp for
Oh, why must I fall
To forever be shrouded in this darkness
Why must we struggle
Is our only freedom Death?
Is our only feeling Pain?
Or are we lost in this void?
To drift and stumble
Until we are freed?
Or do we fight and struggle
Intil we are free?
Do we allow tragedy
To play its part?
In what sense, then,
Are we truly free?
If this life happens
So fast, too fast,
Like a movie played in fast forward.
Do we just sit back and watch?
Do we truly see this life?
Or are we ignorant?
Did our ancestors
And the masters of old truly see it?
If we truly seek the Truth
Then shouldn't we question,
Who we are?
And where we came from?
Shouldn't we ask ourselves
If we are truly free
Or if we are stuck, just like a bird,
Caught in a gilded cage?
Did this life really happen?
Or is this just a dream?
So many questions
Yet we never seek the answers
*please tell me what you think*
The Devil is real but he is not a little red man with horns and a tail. he is beautiful because he was the first fallen angel.