For the lies that are so daunting ,
For the truth that is so haunting ,
O meself seek it , helpless ,
to put mé out of the great
misery of mine ,
But it stretches and stretches
like a never ending mystery ,
that in past hath glided through the
crevices of deceit , from hands stained with sin so vile
All the blasphemous chantings ,
throat clogging up with wails of vain
night filled with screaming silences,
as my true self doth nears the agony kicking , scratching at it
to seek a new revelation ,
as I venture towards the very old dead end .
O me, O me so foolish,
wishes for the raven to fly higher
and higher,
to bring dead poesy of mé to ye ,
as I uncover our conquering love so unreal
for art thou mightest or am I mightier?
So I wait for the first revelation,
that the dawn hath followed , as
ethereal infinite dreams
of a dreamless sleep ,
I fear the shadows of realization ,
damning the silver lining of truth
for the stares frighten me ,
painstakingly creeping up
whilst resonating my
evocative thoughts and hopeless weep.
I'm lost or am I really ?
I lie there ,
with the image floating beside me
as I enter the moment of death ,
I seek refuge in the lie, undying
for it was always thus by .
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