Saturday, October 1, 2011

For I am because I always was

I don’t know where I am I don’t know where I am going

I don’t know what I love I don’t know what I hate

But I cannot stop

The will that drives me to empty thoughts

The cliffs of reality begin to crumble beneath my toes

The rushing air of autumn breezes muffles my screams

The wings of the dragon spread to command the skies

I cannot stop

I know what I am

The moonlight is a dark beacon

I know where I am going

I cannot stop

The will that is renewed with predatory instincts

I know what I love and I know what I hate are the illusions of sharing dreams

For I am because I always was.

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