Roots of Time

My soul fears it not. It languishes with all I’ve had… Existence cares it not. You either lose it or add it My body freezes not , around myself people passing by... I’ve had this empty spot, easy to conquer, hard to apply.. So I dive inside my self to find amusement and selfishness. Why do I hang on to this bitter moment, when love is all that I couldn’t have? Then I dive into my nature, and I see a man bringing it to closure.. A path he never walked. He searched, and fought, And at the end, he became a hurt creature in a world of hallow… He became filled with emotions and people he could never forgive… So I dive inside myself to find amusement and selfishness. Why do I hang on to this bitter moment, when love is all that I couldn’t have? Then I quiet down, I pray, I cry. I force myself to stand up God! Where can find strength to stop the pain where I weak mostly? What have I done to my dreamt dreams, which were so happily created, and now so ghostly lived? So I dive inside myself to find amusement and selfishness. Why do I hang on to this bitter moment, when love is all that I couldn’t have? Suddenly, I close my eyes. My hands tremble , my body stops… I hear voices inside my head: “ its your time and is now is too late, you journey is over, this is your faith! Its your time and is now too late, your dream is over, there is no mate” So I dive inside myself to find amusement and selfishness. Why do I hang on to this bitter moment, when love is all that I couldn’t have? At the end I am Stumbled. I am astonished by the feeling from within All I have is emptiness. I had it all and never fought.. I saw it all, and never caught… I simply stood away, and let it pass by me…Amazingly and free. I have chosen too much and have so little. I am all alone.