Life

And so, I turn away,
Just as the waves predicted;
My world, fully becoming my own,
As time all but loses its meaning.
With no divide between first and third,
The two become one, the second cast aside.
With some things better left unseen,
Reality flows within a dream;
No, not the way that we've seen,
But reality, hiding behind closed doors.
Truth, coated with malice and lies;
Discovery, bloated with poison, demise.
Never before has man done as he desired.
Never before has man gone against what he's told.
Never before has man used logic as a weapon.
Never again will man think of being his own.
Believing all that we're told,
It leaves a lot to desire;
All believers believe that they're right,
And those that are left just do as they please.
With faith in a lie,
We find love in demise.
Many die with respect,
For something that they've never seen.
Some die free,
With no disappointment to behold.
I will choose to die free,
And my decision shall be known.
In my death,
I
Will
Find
Peace.