Unfinish

A Dark Identity Days into nights... time without time Normalities of everyday life beckons to remain Shadows with lights.... to find to define I am he who goes by without a name The world is only up to date And I’ve decided no more to follow Bearing time to finally relate Yet a self I’m to find to wallow He who walks without an identity... walks alone And he who walks alone needs be proud Yet walking forever without finding a home Have I that heaven beyond the clouds? I cannot see either far or near I cannot be to be neither nor I’m listening... I cannot hear I’m at peace... I’m at war I did not know... am I suppose to? I know I’m alive... is that enough? Yet, rather not to know than knew For knowledge shall never last A mystery if not yet to be That one mysterious hope to be searching for I have dreams but what did I see? I have no one... not one I can call A darken need shall heed not words For the dark shall rise as light The fade will be a promise to be heard For shadows are without night And I started to listen distractedly Hearing for what my eyes cannot see A hallucinatory moment ever constantly As I began to believe that of what cannot be The instant my eyes close My mind drew as suppose Sketching a stand alone amid a world once seen Of ranging fires to have had believed as a dream And there I was... a lone figure enveloped in darkness With crossing flames alight yet from a distance as useless Left as I was before... I am to return as I am Reliving once more this beginning with never the end Thus did I continue my path away from the bloodshed Carefully as one had hoped where a darker darkness be led No more do I wonder what transported me here To only know for certain I am riddled of constant fear “Fear is a fire To temper courage and resolve Be it desire To quench the thirst for one’s unfounded lost” And there it was... words barely a whisper Where it came from... no longer matters For the intended vigor were already cast upon Serving me with renewed purpose for a sense to belong Before long, beyond doubts... my callings were clear The source from where it first began was indeed here Almost startled, I looked around knowing I’m blinded to see Too dark as it was, had it not been a lighted green to be And there it was... a single light beyond the almighty dark That one greenish light to aid one’s lonesome heart Rather peculiar for I haven’t notice it before And naturally I am to walk towards the green grandeur Flickering and wavy as I drew closer to my destination Seeing finally for what appears to be the least of expectations Astonishingly, it was a lantern where within was the sighted fire And simply the fiery green alone ignites ever on in dire Levitated in midair, it stands rigid with its haunting presence With an aura more deserving then welcoming of essence So mesmerized I was... I wanted to behold That of warmth for perhaps deliverance from cold A dare if not, if only, if I must A flame to embrace, a curiosity to engulf And surely... I lifted my hand with only a wanting touch Surely but unknowingly... the flame itself is to parch Sparkles of green eludes and transcends about As well an aria, an ancient tune goes aloud To only see to believe, perhaps my life to perceive Yet the question being... what did I achieve? Smoke arises... wavering, quivering, settling... My time... misgiving, misguiding and misleading And there he was... rather it be A human?... isn’t to be I see “A dark wanderer, perhaps a lone wanderer alone Regardless... a stranger afar returning home Have you the teachings bequeath upon you? From a once being of a knight who knew For he alone stands unnerve by another Serving a purpose to hold true forever The resemblance I see forth leaves me incertitude Both as mortals... though only he remains in servitude Yet... my appointment upon you is clear I am to you drawn as you to me when you hear Nevertheless, far too long were you of absence And once more I am in honor to be in your presence It never is clear what the heavens contrive For this unsung war... humanities were birth to strive Every one mortal given birth were forged for war To ensure the survival of humanities and of peace to befall For many years this bloodshed wages in dire Almost as certainly, the spirits of men responsively tire No more are there ideas nor hopes they are to see Battling on for pure survival remains what leads them be Your return however, will perhaps set the tides in our favor Though I know not the intention, I do not disregard altogether Do not let the reasons why you have returned cloud your mind I ask of you rather to remember who you once were to define The land of The Ancients is never a quest for truth to seek Purely for good to triumph over evil is the only idea you will need Prepare yourself well stranger, for good will always be in disguise Treachery and deception as often will never in itself be a lie The unforgiving way is still a long one I’m afraid However well is Heaven to plan... evil as always will await And until out time will once more cross between us I assure you... your time in this world will outlast”