joyous ruin
redmosquito10
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Some may walk through the eternal sand dunes of June
Filled with thoughts of a joyous ruin
Unable to see the simple truths, endlessly running in a race for their life.
But what makes you think this is what’s real?
It might all really start if I took this knife
And plunged it in my chest at least to reveal
I do have heart.
But the pain is shimmering
And hope is glimmering,
After all this turns out it was a good thing, and maybe the best
Because I’ve done away with all of the rest.
Sustained by the haunting bird calls of the pre-dawn mist and the fly-by scenery of daily life
My mind is eternal. So destroy my body, watch the point pierce my heart and realize I’ve been given a brand new start.
Because there’s something beyond all I’ve experienced
Came closest to it when feeling delirious
While floating on the snow-capped waves of the summer ocean
Sipping on some intoxicating potion brewed from the last rays of Summer sun glinting off the last upheaval in the ever-tossed body of motion
Embraced by the caressing fingers of the never-ending
The essence is in no need of defending.
Filled with thoughts of a joyous ruin
Unable to see the simple truths, endlessly running in a race for their life.
But what makes you think this is what’s real?
It might all really start if I took this knife
And plunged it in my chest at least to reveal
I do have heart.
But the pain is shimmering
And hope is glimmering,
After all this turns out it was a good thing, and maybe the best
Because I’ve done away with all of the rest.
Sustained by the haunting bird calls of the pre-dawn mist and the fly-by scenery of daily life
My mind is eternal. So destroy my body, watch the point pierce my heart and realize I’ve been given a brand new start.
Because there’s something beyond all I’ve experienced
Came closest to it when feeling delirious
While floating on the snow-capped waves of the summer ocean
Sipping on some intoxicating potion brewed from the last rays of Summer sun glinting off the last upheaval in the ever-tossed body of motion
Embraced by the caressing fingers of the never-ending
The essence is in no need of defending.
"Ah, life is a gate, a way, a path to Paradise anyway, why not live for fun and joy and love or some sort of girl by a fireside, why not go to your desire and LAUGH..."
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Arms still raised to the heavens,
But its palms no longer open in welcome to the Sun.
And so it has become with us.
Like the skeletal arms of said tree,
I can still see your light shining when in my presence,
But can no longer feel the warmth of our Summer love.
So as the seasons fade, an eternal cycle of renewal,
I know that my feelings mirror the process.
And by the time the absence of warmth that I have come to associate with winter has passed,
A new Sun will shine forth, replacing your lost light and warmth with hope.