Diamonds fall

Diamond falls
on to the lands of fog.
No site in sight.
Not enough time
for heinsight.
Pleasant thoughts
lead to none else being sought.
So, we must cause some chaos.
We must figure out our faults.
Perfection exists within our completion.
So rip us to pieces.
Don't let us see this.
We get completed
by feeling needed.
Pressurise and ostracise
Those closest to a correct thesis to speak this.
Truth is the deepest
hidden by deceit
in every sense of being
It is a secret.
Those who believe it,
do the most to keep it.
even the text you must decrypt
before you could start to interpret.
its between what's seen
where you'll  find
the magic of your kind.
but why?
what's bigger than purpose of life?
are we not but a speckle of light
on an infinite timeline?