Eternal bliss

What it feels to be born and death awaiting the soul.

To be or not to be
An eternal philosophy
To crawl out from the mortal womb as i shed the tear of life that has been given to me to want and have things i never knew existed
To claw my way to success in which i did not need as i plead my way to sanity as the darkness overthrew me and took my crown
It fades over time as i pray my way to sleep
Beyond the damn nation that beckons my eternal resting place as i slumber in an ever green of lustful taste.
My dreams haunt me
My thoughts control me
I am but a man
To stand in front of the gods as if i am worthy
I am but not worthy of thy divinity of the heavens that pursue me.
Together as we come
Alone as we go
To be or not to be me