Mantra of the TransientA Poem by SazakuMind and heart; disjointed rhythms united dreams. Flowing through the aether, spiraling down the drain. What am I even doing... Hope is for those who yet beseech the fates for mercy. Damned if I don't know better than to search the sky for succor. But I want to believe, somewhere in a glimmering sliver of a memory drowned in despair, there's still a light on inside. If only I could find the key. All I ask is to give me a sign, some providence to assuage my fears, that the ends outweigh the means. Just once, stop messing with me. I'm not fighting this war for fun. Mind and heart; disjointed rhythms united dreams. Drifting along ephemeral winds, wistfully desperate for a chance. Just let it all be worth it in the end, after all this. There has to be a purpose some profound, perfect plan. Time is all I have to give. I've waited, clutching tight to ambiguous shreds of tarnished grandeur, convinced that Eden's gate is just around the next corner. I've survived everything you've thrown at me so far, but not without scars. But everyone has scars, what right do I have to complain? ... Right? Mind and heart; disjointed rhythms united dreams. May the rains fall heavily upon my head to shield the cinders of my aspirations.
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1 Review Added on May 31, 2016 Last Updated on May 31, 2016 AuthorSazakuKYAboutWords in chiseled stone bear truths I can't bear to share. But I fear I must. ------------------------------------------------ I'm just a student pretending to be a writer, pretending to be a .. more..Writing
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