sacrifice
am I
approaching
this the
wrong way?
or
is it just
unobvious
that his
way
requires lengths
and
loneship
for extended
periods of
time?
I fail to
stop
the doubts.
I fail to
convince
myself that
this way is
simply
"purer"
not only in its
intent,
but also in its
consequences.
and I now
fear
that this supposed
"purer" way
might not
be the one
I really require.
or want.
for now.
I feel that
if I proceed
that i'll feel...
sacrificed.
is my
burning
others
really worth
the passion
i infuse?
...
defuse?
blaze?
false
i am
always
returning
on the same
path.
a single
flame.
being
true,
just.
all others
i grow
cold.
so
cold.
but
so
true.
this verse
is mine
alone
to live
it seems.
my queen
is afar
if she ever
exists.
them princesses.
accursed.
remainder
of my
cold.
boon
to my
sun.
boon
to my
heart.
so false.
so false.
so false.
so cold.
science
will nothing
come against
us
to paliate
our
civilisation
of
science?
will our
downfall
be so
predictale
through
our lack
of fears
towards
sex
and
death
as to
give us
unlimited
dreams
and
illusions?
destiny
how does
such a
situation
arise
from naught?
what spans
from the
past
this future?
is it
stoic?
or can
we
shape
its tendrils
from our
own
might?
how does
destiny
gets its
mistress?
cold
what has
happened
to my
crown?
have i
become so
numb
from its
gold
that its
flames
burn me
without
a sear?
balance
which is
truer?
where does
"chaos"
comes from?
all want
balance.
but what
unbalances
or
unbalanced?
abandon
trust.
one cannot
experience
life
without it.
fear
blocks all.
only trust
whether
blind
or awake
can reveal
our
universe
as it is.
all desires
sprouts
from this
abandon.
all needs
fulfilled
trust.
whether built
artificially,
speeding
the process
of time,
erasing
inhibitions
or through
the limiting
time process,
you MUST
eliminate
fear,
doubt,
hesitation,
and free
yourself
to the
possibilities
that reality
gives you.
trust,
or suffer.
blood
what
drives me
toward this?
is it really
subconscious
or are we
really
"prisonners"
of that
which is called
destiny
(occult
or not)?
its goal
is evident.
do i want it?
is its
pain
wished so?
does my
Rose
claim its
blood?
learn
i feel like
i shouldn't
be here.
like,
my time
would be better
spent
elsewhere.
for
a great
hurting.
one
that will
understand
me more
than
what i've
learned
before.
