Unbridled screams of silence
Unceremoniously becoming misheard
Slashing up internal feelings
Scratching out odd visions upon this normal world
A void left looming ever so vividly
As the night cannot be heard from again
And vaguely the light of day remembers
What the witching night does in return
Gives the best advice
To those who dream of an awakened resurgence
As they earnestly work for some kind of recognition
Only to seize emptiness onto their own sweating efforts
And those who never have to use effort laugh
At how easy it is for them
As they let their victims play make pretend
After all life’s just a reality show on the brink of irrational thoughts
Where fiction always seems to win
And realism is turned into just a theory of irreverence
As relativity becomes laughed at because it can never be understood
Masks on, masks off
Ill intentions have to reveal themselves in the end
Even then honest intentions are deemed intimidating
Paranoia always seems to win
If you are not for, you are against
Groups always bullying those who think alone
Nomads who refuse to call the box home
Searching beyond
Exploring regions never explored before
At first it all becomes frustrating
But in the end all becomes fulfilled
Hard work from those on the outside
Come in when the future is bright
When the leper thinkers
Were truly the ones
Striving to glue everything together, for all as one
It’s tough for a lone soul
But everything is done for a reason
To create character amongst character
As everything becomes better in the end, Beyond
The present is controlled by fancy gimmicky things
But in the future true substance always wins
The soul is the true evolver of time
Paper and plastic dissolve
So who, what will be remembered then?
Why does society thrive on making life an over the top over dramatic game of make pretend?
Maybe living oblivious at times is a good thing anyways, or not?
Perhaps it is at times alright to care of not caring only to care in the end, anyone?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem