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Pt. I: Staring Into The Void
Staring into the void
This impenetrable fortress
Of solitude forged
With defences rarely breached
Buried by time and dust
The vault long since sealed
Sailing blindly into the storm
Rudderless, dashed into the depths
Of the oceans endless gaping maw
Each gasping, hurried breath may be
The last grasp of a life quickly slipping
Further out of reach...
Amidst the murky cold starkness
All of time and space stand still
There is a peace in this nothingness
Until…
The ever quaking ache of waking up
To the breaking dawns pervasive rays
And so begins another weary day
Where trepidation pulls tightly upon the reigns
The haggard, weathered face is breaking up
Every frown a jagged crown of thorns on display
And sobered by the cold light of the morning haze
The creeping apprehension overtakes
All grandiloquence now dulled
As the swirling madness grows
Uncrowned and dethroned
Plummeting further into the vast unknown
A sunken vessel wreck
Found its final place of rest
Stranded and alone
This ransacked treasure trove
Deeper, deeper, deeper down…
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Pt. II: The View From Here
Deep, silent, complete
Unlocked and finally free
Rid of self, all emotions healed
Until I surface, again, then breathe
Upon the highest point
Overlooking the vast majestic scene
Surveying the view from here
Such endless beauty
Untamed nature at its primal peak
Transfixed by the endless zaffre seas
The sudden rush of endorphins
A wave of madness forming
To drown out every memory remaining
Blinded in a moment of pure rage
An unthinking, reactionary state
The panic itching to escape...
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Pt. III: The Great Unravelling Entropy
Uncaring, the world goes on
Then, now and forever
The page must always turn
Each new story builds intrigue
Text becomes faded and illegible
The notes in the margins smeared
Flicking through nearing the end
Reaching empty chapters
The culmination still unpenned
Each blank, unwritten verse may be
The last glance at a future quickly slipping
Forever out of reach...
The lone voice in the darkness
A cold, phlegmatic speech
Warned the struggle would prove fruitless
The internal ennui…
Succumbing to the truth our time is nearly up
The refulgence in the sky, an undeniable blaze
Trembling below we shuffle on in our malaise
No longer blind to our inevitable fiery fate
This bedraggled flesh prison is seizing up
Counting down the slipping seconds of every day
Humbled by the final morningrise we face
The end of our tale together, rewind and erase...
All magnificence now dulled
As the universe slowly unfolds
Unwound and outgrown
Plummeting further into the vast unknown
This sunken, broken husk
Will return to scattered stardust
A mere speck in the spectrum
Insignificant all we’ve loved and loathed
Deeper, bleaker, weaker now…
The breaking point
A hot white flash sets the scene
For the great unravelling entropy
The end of beauty
As it all begins to fade to grey
Mourning those long gone zaffre seas...
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