I am the one who dares to stay awake
Yet still has the ability to dream
While the rest adrift and hold no thought
I am broken but still vigorous
My purpose is not to survive but instead to live
I am lost but learning
As for those who have found their path edge ever closer
Ceasing not seizing
I live only to live
Whether dark or bright
My mind wanders and wonders
What and when
Why and how
Woe, what a journey in which we live
A life we grasp only holds evil
Our minds are the only terrors of our minds
Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 3:47 PM UTC
I am the one who dares to stay awake
Yet still has the ability to dream
While the rest adrift and hold no thought
I am broken but still vigorous
My purpose is not to survive but instead to live
I am lost but learning
As for those who have found their path edge ever closer
Ceasing not seizing
I live only to live
Whether dark or bright
My mind wanders and wonders
What and when
Why and how
Woe, what a journey in which we live
A life we grasp only holds evil
Our minds are the only terrors of our minds
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