There is an aching within my bones A sense of lacking for which I must atone Thoughts of timelessness in truth and reality Supplanted by a faith in thoughts that have gravity.
Pass the torch from which passion burns And fulfill the emptiness for which my mind yearns Give the shattered ego thoughts of contradictions Spurning ever forward understanding as it's jurisdictions.
Walk forth through brimstone and flame The husk of my body in which thoughts become tame Growing knowledge becomes less and less sufficient A testament to the love I find within me deficient.
Back and forth the extinguished lantern swings Throwing darkness upon all of the lighted things Knowing not when to feel the warmth of love Gnawing inwards from the lack thereof
Time will only tell if this feeling should subside Or if the strength of passion will ever abide To press onward to a bright tomorrow Lest I spend eternity pondering the meaning of sorrow.