The Far Side of Existance
The sun shadows spots
On the other side
Where the day breaks
Over no love in sight
Ill just cast off
My angels pride
Clip my wings
In spite
The ghastly voices echoing
For eternity they shall ring
From the lowest dimension
Ever known
They are crying out
About being alone
For goodness sake
The badness wins
Every once in a little while
Is it wrong for me to smile
Wingless, my mind still flys
An earthquake shakes
The epicenter
From fault lines
The doubt can enter
Growing feeding on
Your weakest link
A chasm erupts
Into a divide
With differences standing
On either side
Living dead,
Or just dead living
Not one thought
Is really worth giving
If no control is owned by you
Spiraling thoughts
The death of you
And the coldness freezes
The lovers pride
After this existence
They reunite
A rendezvous
for one last kiss
The soul leaves the body
The same way it enters it
Like a baby born into
A plane of infinite mysteries
Copyright © Bj Fard | Year Posted 2012
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