With a Pen and Paper

With a pen and paper I unravel the world of mystery in tears I confront these fears Seeing buried visions, hidden works, closed doors, blocked sources With a pen and paper I travel the face beyond earth surface I dream dreams beyond realms and dreams I see reasoning and reasons beyond reasons and reasoning Connected to an origin, a kingdom, a source, a reality, a world The last piece of the puzzle Like the inevitable checkmate-stalemate of a chess game I see us, I see them, with the distance immeasurable I see the barricade blocking us from them, but not them from us Now the interpretation is denied and so am I Is it real? I'm forced to deny I say no, I rely So here am I Again with a pen and paper seeking for answers.