On the way back all these thoughts poured,
Leaving me more opaque than when I left.
All the fears resurfaced with their horns and pitchforks...
No, I didn't tread through this tedious hell just to fail.

And then a voice said:

"Facing your demons, and the ones you thought you left behind, never was easy. You get scared and overwhelmed, but that's why you pray. "

...and that's why suddenly, we could all move again.

For 5 immortal minutes...
we run faster than the wind,
and go back through time.
Way back when what we only knew,
was the punishment of pain
and the reward of pleasure.

For 5 immortal minutes,
everything else was a blur of noise
we mindlessly danced to and played along with.
Moments of emancipation...
we owned.

All these days we shouldered the responsibilities
of raising and rearing,
and thought that youth is but a distant past.
But not for these immortal 5 minutes.
Cause in those minutes,
we got to be kids again...
in mommy-daddy games...
at a 7-year old's party.

You met me at transition.
Got a sip of rebirth, but...
your energy swallowed me whole.
I got lost in it, let myself have my fill,
forgot to walk the road to ascension.

This is where I led myself, to the black hole inside me.
shaking hands with my most unwanted guest.
I sink in my own gravity,
without your familiar energy to levitate me.

What a strange time to collide,
at my prime i'm left in tatters.
forgot my own bright ball of energy.
Now I have to find my way back again.


Find it back again....

Wasn’t it last night that we finally found out,
How our idiosyncrasies couldn’t ever agree?
And that we couldn’t make sense to the world and to ours.
Too bad, I thought great things start out this way.
And that rarities are often misunderstood, cascaded geniuses.
At some point we just have to take the kaleidoscope off our eyes,
And let reality dominate our field of vision.
The truth is…
The fire has died.
We’re looking into each other’s eyes, taking sensible steps back trying to say these silent goodbyes.
And all along we thought the universe conspired,
We thought the time was right.
Now we couldn’t even think straight enough,
To decipher what we could and could not mend.
What is plausible to pursue, and to leave behind?
We’re both crooked in this limbo.
Still…
Our hands hold on tight,
And remember to recite this passage:
“Till death do us part.”

A despicable thought eats through me,
And grinds my bones to dust.
Oh my tongue wants to scream it out loud
As I forge a smile when I answered yes.
...definitely Yes.
To your question.

The ideas are pulling me down.
Its stronger than gravity.
And I sink down below,
Beneath the line of wanting more to know

Yes curiousity killed me.
...It caught me by the neck,
And choked me till I'm all out of air
Till I'm all out of sense to connect.
No, I'm not strong enough to forget.

Satisfaction, please fasten me to my seat.
I can not give in every chance I get!
Dont want to regress and become so much less,
Than what I fear could be...

In your words, arise no comfort.
So I stare.
Please don't ask me why the volume is down,
cause you can't amplify an absent sound.

So which is the lesser evil?
To lose it...
or to break it?