In the Grand-scheme of things
We're all linchpins
consciously mindless vagabonds
You weren't given this miracle
as a coincidence
to merely exist
But - despite the circumstances
To rise from the mist
Let your presence flourish
In this enigmatic experience
It's a 'Once In Existence' thrill
A sweet yet bitter pill.
Pain is inflicted upon
- those capable & strong
Possess the potential to fight
Turn the Inferno into a song.
Sometimes you'd have to find...
Life at lifeless times
-Moments to feel alive
Passion in the ashes
& an eternal sparkle in the eyes
-Of a chosen soul
given that ticket to the world-
Simulation or imagination
-Beyond comprehension
A pricelessly incredible
Spontaneous creation.

the Tvs' restless blaring screen-
the blurry sound
of a world gone rogue
you speak in empty connotations
but every conversation's
the same scripted monologue..
passion feels a million miles away
when every spark you caught is
subdued and fleeing
denunciated indolence is -
- emancipating, detachment
for a fatigued being..
a void between the world & I
a distance quelled -
when the heart feels whole.
Involvement in reality
catalyzes a desiccated soul.