THOU SHALL SEE

Who am I to say who I am
in this foggy void of still existence
dragging trash of my abnoxious expressions
leaves me in fluctuating waves of life

Fear not of what is on the other side
This bridge is a holy crossroad of your souls
I am willing but what happens if I fall?
I may realize I am not truly standing up.

The fear of tomorrow meet the unreal past
Mindless games of the survival brain
desparate to remain unchanged
ignorant of cause and effect meaning

There is a mystical guiding line though
Its language is non sense desires
with feather plans against ego liars
What would you sacrifice for your love?