Searching

A mystery lies in wait. Before the fates tempt me. Tease me. There is vast emptiness. Vast as the weight stretches me. The hours, that laugh at me. The world, appeased in this madness. The growing sadness that swirls around my head. My heart. In the light, there is confusion. In the dark, a deeper solace, that wraps her arms around the fear in me. It is me. Here now. The man who has benefited from luck. Succeeded from doubt. Where all knowledge fell before me. I am now. Though I wander still. Looking for truth, at the cost of living. Searching for belief, at the cost of deceiving, all around me. With a lie. With a truth. With a taste of ever more, on the lips of tomorrow, I wake from these dreams. Incomplete. But satisfied, that I am, yes, I am alive. I am still here, though I may not know where. I am. And in the mystery befallen, I must rise,. Rise. Follow the path of the heavens to the skies, beyond the moon and the stars. Far beyond the path my sight carries me now. Toward a tomorrow in today, where the world is weightless and time has gone away. At least for a moment, I can hope. I can dream. In this mystery and all what the world, pretends to be.