It was solid
Yet everchanging
It was different
Yet the same
So I starve myself for energy
sweet silence and darkness
Without silence
the darkness loses its splendour
As there were no witnesses
There was nothing to be told
As nothing could be grasped
The story could not unfold
Sweet bliss that we sleep now giveth
Tempting with the forgetful night.
Ever haunting that image within
to swear the answers denied.
The soul will bend,
The notes in this mind will melt.
Crawl out of science
A dreamland if you dare.
(We're ordered to stand clear)
Was it always different
...never the same?
Therein lay beauty&Lies.
©infj-loki
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