Friday, 14 November 2014

While drifting through a daydream
Upon the stoop I sat
The realization of my insignificance
To that of the average ant

I do not have an army
My weight I cannot lift
So, really what's my purpose?
Through these thoughts I cannot sift

A light that beckons far away
Cast an eerie glow
Looks so peaceful and serene
Yet, I don't think I should go

The void that I call life
Only changes is in it's size
A vastness so indefinate..
The darkness of my mind.

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