Look at me,
I'm just an involuntary recluse,
swimming through the great lengths
of perpetual darkness.
The timeless craving for solace,
a hopeless endeavour.

Look at me,
watch as I cascade.
Myriads of people embrace
their unbending prejudices.
Unbeknownst of the detriment,
in which a part they all play.

Look at me,
admire the extravagance of my downfall.
Behold, the revelation of weakness,
the relapse into sad intoxication.
Take a breath, breathe it in,
the sweet silence of tainted thought.

Look at me,
I'm sure you can see past my facade.
Perhaps you remain trapped,
suspended within my deceptions.
Maybe it is my turn to laugh,
a mirror of your past precedents.

Look at me,
I beg you to open you eyes.
Just look past what you can see,
please ignore my hopeless beguilement.
I see now that I had underestimated
the power of my neverending jests.

Look at me,
train your mind to see beyond.
Evade all of those false images
that you have been fighting for so long.
It is becoming too hard
to draw you away from your oblivion.

Look at me,
It is true that I have wanted this forever.
Just to disclose scattered thought,
reaching out for my emancipation.
I stand so high now, I can see above you.
Your lies are no longer so tall.

Look for me,
across the eternal plain.
I'll wait for you until the stars go out,
remembering a time where light
once shared prominence in my world.
A world which you're no longer in.