The longest sleep,
Awake inside unconscious.
The soft hole.
The world is numb and i feel it all.
Like moth to light,
Back, back and back again.
To what surely only worsens.
Unto the inanity,
To shortly live. As only the observer.
Inside the inside,
Within within,
Exiting the foreground.
In the unadulterated absence,
Present in the vacancy.
Nirvana.
The only peace i'll ever know.
In numbed time,
The pure unaware.
My moth to my light.
The only peace i'll ever know.
Apr 10, 2016
Apr 10, 2016 at 10:15 PM UTC
The longest sleep,
Awake inside unconscious.
The soft hole.
The world is numb and i feel it all.
Like moth to light,
Back, back and back again.
To what surely only worsens.
Unto the inanity,
To shortly live. As only the observer.
Inside the inside,
Within within,
Exiting the foreground.
In the unadulterated absence,
Present in the vacancy.
Nirvana.
The only peace i'll ever know.
In numbed time,
The pure unaware.
My moth to my light.
The only peace i'll ever know.
