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A long time ago someone told me
that the person who we really are is hidden from any mortal
and is never seen, ever.
If this is true,
then
who are we?
What's strange is that I can't remember who told me this
the image is there
but the face is blurry
almost a shadow.
Was he someone important to me,
or just another face amongst the crowd?
the truth,
[sigh]
I can't remember
I remember pain, loneliness
and something else
utter darkness
How long have I been wandering in this wilderness of eternal darkness
hours
days
months
years
ages
Eternities
all I know is that it has no end
that it consumes me
as if it were a living being that feeds on me,
slowly and with no remorse.
Even if lost in the shadows that time forgot
I still hold in me traces,
Vestiges of the person I once was.
Of the person I once was?
Does it mean am something else now?
In truth I don’t remember.
In the end all that remains is the will and a light that lost its luster.
I can feel it,
My soul feels weak,
weaker and weaker with every passing moment in the cover of night
with every step my body goes deeper into the realms of the nothingness,
and with each the feel of my soul vanishes,
slowly...
I fear that soon I will stop being,
becoming only shadow against moonlight,
that stopped existing when the gods fell asleep,
at the beginning of time.
Now I know
am not alone in this darkness.
After all there always have to be a reason
and a purpose for everything that comes to be.
I am looking for someone
I can feel him waiting somewhere in this endless dark,
it is the reason,
but I must find this person
and then...
I don’t know...
Where?
Where am I?
Go back,
go back to her before the hour grows late.
Come, be part of us.
There is no way out.
I have heard enough of you and your lord and mistress,
if it were her will I would be carrion upon dying earth and nothing more than a memory
stay with your words for you and your marionette handler.
You need us,
there is no ending here.
The path you follow only leads to bondage,
without and ending, without a climax, without a purpose...
Purpose guides us!!!
Is it that you cannot see that am tired of this,
my whole body screams for emptiness, my whole soul wants to be left alone.
What you seek is oblivion,
if you don’t come with us
you will be nothing more than shadow in crevice, light in the sun.
I don’t care anymore. I won’t return to her.
I don’t care the calling from the other side,
I don’t care how sweet the elixir of oblivion is.
I can’t let myself go.
There is something I must find.
How to find something that lies forgotten? [mumble]
How to find that which is nothing more than a memory turned into a feeling,
there is nothing here,
nothing more than shadows and whispers that have forgotten their names.
Be silent! Stay away from me!!!
So this is what GOD calls a man...
Damn you and your profile for what you are,
favorite of a forgotten god!!!