Lies n Reason of life

Ask yourself this…

In the time that you are on this Earth,

What are you living for?

Who are you living for?



Are you but living for a dream,

Thrown away into those other things?

Can you find out who you really are,

In this mess that is now your life?



What is the reason of your pain?

Why does it still hurt?

Perchance you are finding a way,

To reopen the wounds.

Just for a glance.



Deep in the darkness,

And high in the light,

Where is your purpose?

Where is anything?



Questions.

So long unanswered.

So far from logic.

Ask them again.

Maybe you will get a response.



Sit. And. Wait.



Oh, but a whisper is all you hear,

Of some silly little phrase.

Alas, you think you have the answer,

To life’s peril games.



Yet, not is one to speak,

Of just simple little phrases.

They are but lies,

In the utmost of our hearts.





We heed what we yearn for.





And but lies they will be,

For the entire world to see.