The Fallen
Gaze through the fog as many have done before.That same dim light.My own beckoning night.Follow the footsteps as I walk along the shore.Chilling rain; Please spare the warmth.Cry out in hope of another searching soul.Another small step foreword.I am not a coward.Cries become weaker as darkness takes it's toll.Stinging pain; Numbness now comes forth.Glancing at the sky as if to find an answer.Closer to the end.That light begins to bend.Stumble through the therapy of a never-ending cancer.Open air; The reality of emptiness.Force the vision of the bottomless glow.Clearity comes from reality.The realization of mortality.Dismiss the falsity of the light below.Frozen stare; People of fallen cleanliness. Written July 1st, 2001 © on Nov 23 2001 06:36 PM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"Gaze through the fog as many have done before.That same dim light.My own beckoning night.Follow the footsteps as I walk along the shore.Chilling rain; Please spare the warmth.Cry out in hope of another searching soul.Another small step foreword.I am not a coward.Cries become weaker as darkness takes it's toll.Stinging pain; Numbness now comes forth.Glancing at the sky as if to find an answer.Closer to the end.That light begins to bend.Stumble through the therapy of a never-ending cancer.Open air; The reality of emptiness.Force the vision of the bottomless glow.Clearity comes from reality.The realization of mortality.Dismiss the falsity of the light below.Frozen stare; People of fallen cleanliness...."