I feel a wind blowing through my soul it is an ill wind whispering things yet unforeseen when the high priests at the temple of C.E.R.N opens the doors to things they think is controlled with knowledge that has been dug up from our past
Does it not become undeniable when we begin to experience a feeling that should not be as old as the tattered rags our thinking wears when our thoughts travel the path from the present to the past where the future has no more dreams when we refuse to experience a new beginning
When you desperately cry out silently in your emotional pain when you cry out while holding on by the skin of your teeth at the end of your own personal rope crying out is there anybody out there can anybody help me but all you hear is an echo of your feelings crashing against these jagged rocks of your despair it will be then that you will understand if you cannot even try to begin to help your self no one else can
I will continue to shout within the darkness of our ignorance I will continue to risk what is left of my sanity within the shadows of platos cave I will continue to walk this path between happiness and despair knowing the pain that we create for our children and watching those who don't really care
It is not the point how many have dipped into your well of desperate dreams it doesnt matter how many have laid close to your skin the point is would you let one climb under it to feel what one believes within your fractured fragmented feelings you shine with all the things that we need
Will that day ever appear when you grow a silent tear that falls regretfully at your feet dampening down the ash from the maze psychological wonderings of your fate as you slowly walk the path you create as you slowly become undone as you begin to slowly forsake the fake
Dad what is fake news any news that tells the truth son but why dad why because son if I start to listen to the truth I will start to understand how ignorant I really am and its best for you to son to listen to fake news why dad because son if you don't you will begin to see the promise I broke the day you were born that I intended to keep but that promise I made the day you were born is a promise that's easier to fake so long as you believe what you see on T.V...