Surai
born on a sinking ship
- Mar 26, 2024
- 319
I've always thought there was a difference or was it all an illusion. Of true love for each other. Where lust is masked as true. This filthy tool they gave us. Oblivious and dumbfounded nature. Were all the thoughts a precursor to the truth. Of an animalistic love. Of an animal. If only the animals could be. Where they had said with all the accomplished we were still stuck behind our animal minds. Where everything else evolved, we couldn't. I'm sorry for everything you had to realize. No animal should have to realize. Is it true? A love that is is beyond nature? I don't think so. But the mind feeds a dream. And dreams aren't always set in reality. So I'll keep dreaming. If it means I can live easier. I hope we can live easier. And I surely hope we can die just as well. If only the thoughts were somehow translated. When we were kids, when we were separated. I hope I didn't lose you forever. Can it even be real? If we didn't grow up together? They didn't want us to succeed.
The day I looked down that funnel in a spiral downwards. Things had changed. Even when you never existed. I always knew in the images in my head. Of a dream. each one of us have. Gave us great comfort. A purpose. When all there is, the purpose being to live. When that's all that is. Is just live. For as long as you can. And spread this curse that loops in on itself. I can't keep going on like this. Without you.
The day I looked down that funnel in a spiral downwards. Things had changed. Even when you never existed. I always knew in the images in my head. Of a dream. each one of us have. Gave us great comfort. A purpose. When all there is, the purpose being to live. When that's all that is. Is just live. For as long as you can. And spread this curse that loops in on itself. I can't keep going on like this. Without you.