IAG- A Little thing I thought of about one of my favorite comics my outlook on the endless
Destiny
Oldest, has the wisdom of all
Chained to the fate of others
But does not speak of it
Or is not permitted to
The past present future
Engulfs him……….
He wishes to meet the writer
He wants to speak the tale
Death
There, has the wisdom beyond life and death
Is bound by death to life is bound by silver to herself
Understands life more than the living
Sends them to the beyond with a smile
That smile is light guiding them through the dark
If you do not wish to meet her she will not come
Your loss……… she is endless
She is life
Dream
Night, has the knowledge of the deepest part of our mind
But is lost in his own dreams
No longer understand reality itself
No matter how hard he tries to adapt
Searching through others nightly fantasies
Creating his own lands of terror
In truth it is written
Even his sister cannot help his
How ever hard he tries………..
He will never wake
Destruction
Gone, knows when he has to leave
Tired of the chaos he himself created
He had to change and to change he left
Wants to create living things
But they are still destroyed
But now he accepts it
It's fine now because….
He is not the destroyer
Desire
Need, knows what everyone has ever wanted
But does not know what itself wants
Never understood it's owned by the humans
By the Endless itself
What it wants it different from what it gives
From what is desires
Perhaps desire is tired of creating desire
Perhaps what desire really wants
Out of this existence what it wants
It wants to desire
Despair
Mirror, she knows all the pain in the world
Smoke and mirrors full of pain and anguish
Alone with the rats of the world
And hooks that bind her to the pain, the pain
Is caused not by her but from her twin
She is just the outcome
After the outcome insanity
Before the outcome was her twin
And what she want to feel is
What was before despair….
Delirium
Truth, no one knows what she sees
In ways she's the youngest
But really she is the oldest she understood she had to change
Whatever her mix matched eyes can see and create
Is insane is crazy is that they have to change
She was once delight….
No longer delight
What set her off
Is was the drive from simple to modern
Oh how she missed innocence and delight
Now what she wants
Is the world to become simple again
The Endless
Oh forever trapped in their own world
Never to see beyond
They all must change
In all their different ways
They are bound by what they are
What to they really want
What they really want is
Freedom