Maybe i'm blind, or worse, maybe im deaf, even worse, is that maybe im not paying attention. I have this song stuck in my head singing la-la-la over and over again-prevalent, without pauses. Maybe im delussional for im singing an empty song that resounds on unsensibility. Maybe you deem me psychotic, but psychosis itself is not interjecting the veil that shadows the darkness. Or maybe im a lunatic, begging for the solace that completely resounds nothing.
Tinkering my music box. Crossing a maze. Getting Gyges ring. Learning to fly. Swimming in a pond. Running in a thunderstorm.
Im crazy perhaps if I want to do these things. I want to traverse the unveiled possibilities that is hidden between a tantamount of mist. I want to cross a boundary that remains unscathe, a boundary that leaves me gasping for air when I resurface the water. A boundary that leaves me wet when I cross a sea of flames, and a boundary that still makes me a prisoner to my own desires.
Let me count the ways in which my redemption could somehow overshadow my failures. Let me disprove the ways in which my redemptions are all but futile. I will make you see what things I hold. But, I will also make you blind when you question me what lies in my palms.
Let us see what tomorrow beholds, at when nightfall starts, let us see where the lights will take us..
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