The Truth

14 June 2012

Every time I want to forget,
I crawl in again.
I create blankets of memory,
to snuggle away from reality.

Then I realise this dangerous game,
as it might make me insane.
I have to fight this,
this disease of playing,
games with myself and,
hurting myself.
Before its too late.

Every effort towards stability,
every move towards normal,
goes out the window,
in just that moment.

Again, I'm exposed to my weakness.
But still I am stronger than I think.
I shall pass this as well.

Sometimes I wonder,
If the knowledge is a curse,
or a guide,
or a hurdle,
or a floater,
only time will tell.

And what is this life without,
pain and hurdles?
and if it weren't,
it would be a waste,
as more lives would be lived.

So be it.
Bring it on.
I am ready,
but just after I get back,
my sanity.
Oh, Help me God.

26 April 2012

This change in realisation,
of the bigger picture,
Somewhere brings sadness.

Hope seems too long,
too far.
A never ending journey
it seems.

If only I could find out,
the distance, the end,
I would walk faster towards it,
as it would towards me.

So many realms to cross,
so much to learn,
so much to give,
So far away from the black truth.

Where there is not time,
no energy to want,
just stillness,
existence,
just being.

So far away from the perfect state,
the longing is so much.

Why did we chose to explode?
to live, to learn?
When around the full circle,
we will be back as one.

O, all life forms,
I plead to you,
to realise to let go.
Lets all in unison,
end this cycle.

In united form,
the negative and positive,
will all unite,
and sum up to nothing.

Nothing is what we need to be,
and for you life is more important,
As you still want,
and that's the sadness root that grows,
as it reminds me of the endless journey,
that we so handpicked ourselves.