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Voyage To Nowhere
Ill be honest to you all,
It can be great, however brutal.
As if all of this is some great test,
And we must pass,
Like we owe it to some all powerful being,
And to ourselves.
I wonder sometimes, have I done the right thing?
Or has the ghastly squall of love and lust
Swallowed me up and taken me offcourse
>From my destiny?
Perhaps it is the case.
However the boat is still rockin' and afloat.
So it is not impossible to continue on my path.
But is it the right path?
Will I ever know?
And when I do, will it be right, will it be just?
Or will I continue due south on a voyage to
The silence of the night, the bush
Trees rustle in the fresh breeze blowing
On my face.
The moon illuminating my surroundings,
Creatures of the night laughing above,
In mass hysteria.
The shape moves towards me.
Its silouette seeping through an unearthly mist beyond.
"Halt, Halt!" are the words that pierce
The silence of the night
The shadow continues to advance towards
The ditch in the the ground I call my home.
An audible click is heard from below.
And then it happens, your world turns upside down,
Heaven to hell,
Good to evil.
And then the foamy red shampoo,
Its bad because it gets in your eyes.
The lifeless form crashes down beyond.
All is silent, all is dark,
And life goes on...
Confusing isn't It?
I have a theory on the opposite of love.
You may disagree, but to me I think the
opposite is confusion.
In my experiences, it seems these to go hand in hand.
Perhaps that's why I am confused at the moment.
Really, is love a healthy thing?
Yes you may say, but confusion is far from good.
So is loneliness, frustration and boredom.
Are these all good things?
No, they are ill feelings, a sickness, an epidemic
of mass proportions I would say.
And if love causes this, how can it be good?
Or do I keep finding the wrong type of love,
And if so, how will I know the right kind?
Probably when I least expect it, and usually
when it has gone, and I can't get it back...