Beginning

We go Our paths with heart wide open, stories untold but never forgotten.

Strong as long as we could be, with a World of thoughts against us.

Head up in the dark sky, the body left down here, alone in the madness life gave us.

Searing light are you the cure?

Tears won’t fall. No, not anymore. Never be weak again.

Empty shells left behind.

After all it would mend the pain, but what have we to gain but ourselves.

Facing away from life, going a path of pain.

Can’t and won’t get back up.

For what purpose besides to feel torment.

In the beginning we embrace the light and in the end darkness.

What does that mean other than we have to life in fear from what we couldn’t see?

Maybe it is freedom because we don’t need to carry the burden of the sight anymore.

We can’t glimpse behind the veil.

No regrets. Nothing will go the last path with us.