Words After

I have words I did not speak For they serve to make me weak Yet I see them lettering for me Spelling a dream to never be Have I yet what not? What was sold were bought Though nearer I move yet further I am The distant time I came to befriend Every foothold to see myself depart Every light fading to be stepping into the dark Yet a comfort I am to find Some peace where the light fail to remind Surrounding me, consuming my presence Flattering to consider the world at absence And they be who I’ll aspire A lonesome self for loneliness to desire Nonetheless, the more I dwell the more I’m afraid I fear to have my eyes reawaken to what await An impending doom perhaps... unavoidable A countdown for death’s toll... applicable Yet of humanity be my most feared For they be ones as selfless as selfishly deared As simple as a wish as a wish to be simple Reality be the realm no longer I shall follow Though they have words spelling for me They do not letter out for my dreams to be