I forget, In illusion of eyes,
What is and what isn't mine.
I forget and forget over time,
What wasn't, still isn't mine.
In the illusion of eyes,
The mind sees, but the heart remains blind.
In illusion of eyes,
The heart reacts, so the mind turns blind.
So heart goes, and gets what he sowed.
With sorrows and pain, It begs to remain.
Alas what a fool,
Because the mind has become a tool.
It doesn't see, nor does it think,
It only does what has been.
So the body and soul,
Each has a goal.
Each with different paths,
They have gone apart.
So I lament, what isn't mine,
Wasn't from the start.
Just like the body, so is the soul,
So does the world, so is fate, above all.
I remain, as if I exist,
Yet I know I don't, nothing to please.
I still hope, someday I will.
I know it's baseless, full of lies and my will.
Even then I wait, wait to be free,
Breaking all illusion, breaking all decree.
It's so cruel, it's full of pain,
As I said, there's nothing to gain.
Yet my body remains, not letting go.
It's tough, it's rough, not just for show.
So my soul wanders, from here to there,
hoping someday the body retires.
Body goes on, it's a life's journey,
Even if I cry, it can't hear me.
So I lament In darkness and fear,
What you see is illusion, do you hear?
It's full of lies and deceptions to fear.
Please wake up my body or soul,
Make me whole, For fate to behold.
Fate has burned, fate has turned.
So let me burn and let me turn,
Set me free from this illusive decree.
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