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Inner Mirror


I look over that which seems to be mine but it never was
What do I really have and yet what I really lost
Amongst these voices there is a reason knowingly beyond the veils
For things that transpire beyond mortality do fall upon me

I seek a reason to even understand these matters
Though reality binds herself unto me telling me that I know no reason
I am and yet I am not sure
Standing on the places hearing all the voices

What bounds are of my own choosing and what bounds are just there
What choices have I left and what are the reasons beyond it all

A sight which looms in the darkened waters doesn't helps out much
For I know always beyond the reason that things are to be unbound
All I touch on the way will move away from me
No point to feel attached but I can't undo such vain hope

I am a human or I am more why do I know these things I do
Why are the words of reasons screaming through the madness I call my sanity
Brooding amongst the children the reason to fly away

Can I fly away yet? Is that what I want to be free? Free of what?
I cannot foresee such matters for my mirror is broken and I just am

Neither the ever standing tower nor the eye of her
Neither the paths I been walking ever since my soul was born
Neither the waters that I treat in or the places I know
As if they we're like houses which died ever so long ago

This madness and me are one and yet we are different
Why do we seek if we know it all will fail

Yet again and again I try to be the light that shines upon others
Never the hero nor at the fight myself
Leaving it to others to reaching the souring heights to fall again

False hope on tempting desires, what do I bring upon these I touch
I don't know it anymore and yet I know it. And I do it evermore

Masticina Akicta

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