Crawling again under the wrong skin
wrong texture wrong smell
again and again
what am i doing here
what was i hoping for?
what did i come for?
- more than this -
self destruction… through another
and by another’s hand
to be absolved of responsibility… or so i thought
but None shall be spared from Truth
Least of all me
Humbled and crawling
to what I should have somehow known before
We come here to forget
who we are
just so that we learn
to go deep, deep diving to the depths….
No guides no safety
No Gods no Laws
No Love no Freedom
…till we find it groping blind in the Abyss
- bleeding eyes, broken hands and flaking skin -
clawing tooth and nail if need be
bring it back
bigger stronger and brighter than ever
and then laugh
- abandoned… -
at the cosmic joke:
we are so stupid and wise at the same time.
Tiny infinite Universes floating within tiny infinite Multiverses
spiralling, exploding, coliding, imploding,
If we dream it so.