The swirling grey haze engulfs us completely, as we travel further and
further into the infinite darkness, devoid of sunlight, of any real energy.
Yet so full of boundless meaning and truth. We are freeminds, yet we spend
our time trapped in a metal prison, lacking in the pleasures we once knew
and shared in our everyday lives. Those pleasures we took for granted and
cared nothing for as we went about our everyday lives, living a lie.
That's the irony of the situation. We lived a lie. Yet it was a lie so full of meaningless pleasures and short-lived rapture, clouding the untruths and allowing our minds to spiral further into the computer simulated world that we believed to be our own. We talk of these pleasures as if we truly miss them, however I only have to awaken each morning to solemnise the real blessings I have procured. You lie with me each night, you hold me and I hear you speak words of love. How could the fabrication ever compare? We lived lives of longing and loneliness, and could hope for nothing but love and affection. We shared no real dreams; we had no real direction or objective. Moreover, the life we live now holds little doubt or obscurities.
The hardships are worth it. Though the scene from my window is one of bleak grey emptiness, you bring true colour to my being and a light that shines brighter than the swallowed sun itself. You are all I live, breathe, dream and desire. The only one who could ever demonstrate to me the vigour and the vivacious animation that love could stream into a life. Your love for me fills me; it rushes through my veins and intoxicates my system. It makes me feel alive.
The impeding fighting that tears us apart. I sit at your side and can only look on as you take on programs specifically designed to annihilate you, to eradicate you vexation of an existence, and I hate each moment with a passion. A passion matched only by the passion that I experience each time you hold me, close in those fearless arms, enfolding me in a universe I never knew existed.
I watch you as the demons of sleep bother you at night. I listen to your rapid breath, and gently take you hand. Though you never realise, I make it right. I calm your fears and even in your subconsciousness, I make you aware of my everlasting presence, my perfect gift to you, as you gave me the exquisite gift of knowing what Heaven is truly like.
That's the irony of the situation. We lived a lie. Yet it was a lie so full of meaningless pleasures and short-lived rapture, clouding the untruths and allowing our minds to spiral further into the computer simulated world that we believed to be our own. We talk of these pleasures as if we truly miss them, however I only have to awaken each morning to solemnise the real blessings I have procured. You lie with me each night, you hold me and I hear you speak words of love. How could the fabrication ever compare? We lived lives of longing and loneliness, and could hope for nothing but love and affection. We shared no real dreams; we had no real direction or objective. Moreover, the life we live now holds little doubt or obscurities.
The hardships are worth it. Though the scene from my window is one of bleak grey emptiness, you bring true colour to my being and a light that shines brighter than the swallowed sun itself. You are all I live, breathe, dream and desire. The only one who could ever demonstrate to me the vigour and the vivacious animation that love could stream into a life. Your love for me fills me; it rushes through my veins and intoxicates my system. It makes me feel alive.
The impeding fighting that tears us apart. I sit at your side and can only look on as you take on programs specifically designed to annihilate you, to eradicate you vexation of an existence, and I hate each moment with a passion. A passion matched only by the passion that I experience each time you hold me, close in those fearless arms, enfolding me in a universe I never knew existed.
I watch you as the demons of sleep bother you at night. I listen to your rapid breath, and gently take you hand. Though you never realise, I make it right. I calm your fears and even in your subconsciousness, I make you aware of my everlasting presence, my perfect gift to you, as you gave me the exquisite gift of knowing what Heaven is truly like.