I versus eyelid
Tryna' see through the thin veil
Small lights and large galaxies
Fill up the dark void
Constant change
As I still look back and try to learn
More and books are piled upon my desk

Finished writing,
Another blank page.
Finished reading,
Another wall of text.

Animalized
By the empty looks the mirror gives
Exiling all the facts of truth
But find I'm still ironside to the lies
Flipping through a never-ending glossary
For an answer that doesn't exist
On a search for the infinite
Emotions eight times flipped
They root it deeper down
As if it's the seed that never sprouts