Then Again Poem by Javy Terr

Because if It all happened to be a untrue,
I am the victim. The vitim of a tastless joke.
Not a net of lies, but more like a blanket
stitched over centuries to comfort and to conceal.

Then again I wonder if it would change a thing.
for if life is a bed, I want to lie under the covers of Religion
and lay my head on the pillows:
Belief, Purpose and Promises of Eternity.

My toes are warm and i am cozy
And magical things called
Love and Success fly around me
like fairies bobbing up and down in the air,
but at fast speeds when I try to catch them.

And then when the hurt in my heart, my head
and the sides of my tonge
(where we taste bitter things) , overflow
and tears start leaking from my eyes- ill let it flow
and I'll say something hurtful to You
and You will feel as though
I am poking at you with a stick.

'Why? ' and 'How could you? '
Then I'll repent, say sorry, tell you that
you cannot have taken what was never mine.
And I'll ask you for forgiveness.
And so I'd have better days.

Thats how i like to not do things.

So if it comes to it, that there is no You.
And that I am just an organism,
restlessly roaming the land
looking for Satisfaction, my prey
and avoiding all of my predatorrs...
If have been cheated and robbed
of my peace of mind and indifference...

I'll take on the role of a star. and
i'll swell up to a massive size
illuminating the vast spaces around me
then collapse into a white dwarf.
Then nothing.

To prove to You that I am important.

And that even those that watch me
lightyears away -will see me,
as they look through a large telescope.
they'll see me,
the little sparkle, turn off.

And they'll care that I'm gone.