Submissions by Findingfire

What can reality tell a creature

But how to be concrete

What can a life mean to a human

Not how to be complete



Is it abstract to think different

Or shallow to think the same

Is it abscent minded not to think

Or difficult to only play games



Can I not challenge judgement

When I have always faced repression

What in life is really going to be real

When will I learn the ultimate lesson



As time goes onward

I often feel like I have turned many times...

This universe inside my head

May I not share I could find myself dead

For inside it I may hold a key

But outside it that may not be



Could I truly be this bold

Very easily I could be this old

Would the world perish if my stories untold

Or would nothing even manage to fold



Reality may be able to see through me

But how soon until I can see reality

I could sing a song twice the size

Of the chants of those I do not prize



I don’t want to bargain, plan, or succeed...