Treasure Island

Erasmo Rayon

(June 27th,1990 / Mexico City)

Existence


As a lonely fragment
I exist
As an entity of unknown origin
I exist
As a nameless face
I exist

I exist and in the beginning it was enough
For all I wanted was here and now
All I ever wished
All I ever desired
All and everything began and ended here and now
And for a moment that was enough

Only as a fragment
I existed
As a presence of unknown identity
I existed
As an shameless shell
I existed

I existed but in the end it wasn’t enough
For the purpose that I desired was never found
All I wished to be
All I wanted to be
All ended in unanswered doubts and thoughts
And now for me to believe in a higher power
A holy existence that commands my meaning and purpose
For me that was and will always be to deny my own existence

Submitted: Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Edited: Thursday, March 31, 2011
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