They know

The people I pass, I feel like they are so far
like the currents of a river, or the shine of a star
always there but never actively participating
in the world where there soul is waiting
just beyond the veil, where reality truly lies.
Oh how I feel such longing and sorrow
for the ones who long for the release of tomorrow
only to find themselves hopeless and caught
between their dreams and everything they were taught.
The demons of lost wishes truly do know
the depths that we will go,
to  finally achieve what has been stripped
only to find our lifeblood has dripped
onto the floor of heaven
and at long last we cast our lots
to find our way into Satan's graveyard plots.