The Journey Never Ends

The Journey never ends:
Endless comings and goings,
Spiraling towards Heaven and Earth,
Light and Dark,
Friends and Acquaintances,
Lust wanting so much to love;
Mystical light on a seizure of Solstice,
Riding into night, never reaching home.
Neglected hopes, filled with carnal memories,
Crying deep, within the passions of the soul.
Human understanding and incomprehension,
Swirling about in a pool of serotonin,
Sloshing this way and that.
Restless dreams,
Insomniac visions I thought I’d never know.
Alarm Clock, red omnipresent beacon,
Grabbing a soul, tossing and turning,
Wanting a peaceful night’s sleep;
Naught but dreams of cigarettes
And twenty-two medications
Rolling back into a lover’s--
Rolling back into her broken body.
Coffee and sugar try to keep a restless being moving,
Lighting the world, if but for an instant--
On a crazy, upside-down roller coaster
Of laughs, And tearful understandings of the truth,
Tearing one from his own self-motivated ignorance.
Worry not about futile impressions.
Happiness is useless if it is but a lie;
Find a rhythm and harmony
in a cacophony of noise.
Pain and hardship can make one stronger;
And it is beautiful to rest and chill,
But don’t lose that part of you
That makes you hope,
and dream, and cry out!
The present is all that exists;
We all see each other through our own eyes,
Our own vision of the world.
We run, and trip -- and fall.
The Journey never ends,
Even in the light of a brand new day.