In the darkness does a
lost soul reside
Forever searching for
what is buried deep inside
Through the pain of emotional
stress
Does a man walk through
the fear and into bliss.
Bliss, a word of such
emotional ties
Envelops the universe
for that is where it shall rise
Fear, gripping the soul
leaving only unrest sleep
Fills the mind and paralyzes
the feet
From the unknown, to the
chains of ego
Does the seemingly endless
black hole grow
Blindness, the void with
so many names engross’
all sight
Thus the blindness cast
shadows on the
everlasting light
Author:
SpiritofWolves
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