My stirring soul shocks awake with the deafening echoes of violent sounds all around me
How did I arrive in this mystical place?
Foreshadowing my failure with succinct contempt for the neutral
Brainwaves secreting, subtly shaping surroundings
A silver line reverberates across humanity
Why do we celebrate this sadness? It’s insanity?
We’re lost amongst the stars waiting for our existence to end
Our worthlessness: a souvenir for our mortality
Now you’ll see what I’ve seen
Rising to renewed feet; a fresh release
A decade of tears fall silently beneath
Heading forth, the road to realization
Decide your worth through trials and trepidation
Rebuilt structures stand on old ground of a lost forgotten kingdom
An apathetic emperor lost to the whispers of men
The atlas moth prepared to take on his final transformation without a voice Content, happy to even begin
So say goodbye to what you’ve known
This world was not your home
This maiden voyage long delayed by a cluttered soul
A distant light’s reflection come forth from planes unseen
Embrace forgiveness. Accept your newfound dreams.
Nothing motivates the flesh that’s lost its purpose
(Don’t look back. it’s not the end. Break this cycle. Start again. Find your purpose.)