Thoughts cascade into emptiness,
Birthing light and dark,
Right and wrong, weak and strong,
Baring all with its bark!
Agony, shame, joy and fame,
All shared on a path alone and dark,
Knowing no future, contemplates every plan,
Sitting and waiting on a plain so grand,
All in a soul called man!
Emotions rage with joyful outburst,
Leaving with a melancholic curse.
Hiding from a sin that is shame,
Yet having no one to blame.
This soul, it cannot explain
But to dream, yet cannot claim,
To touch, to see, to taste, to hear,
Never fainting with all to care.
Knowing a brightness clear
Unable to define this
Lowered to a darkness
Hoping for united bliss!