Moving on
I am moving onward
Choosing death
Nothing personal
Here ends the matter
I want conceptual bliss
And no cares of a world
No memories to give to me a worldly idea
Oh the mystery
Is this death
Or rebirth
I must be the infininth one to ask such a question
And beg such an answer of you
Moving on
I’m sick of the pressure that comes with solidity
Am I justified in wanting my body and mind to be split at the seems
There’s no more want
Nor need to fill a sateless hole
Smile for me I’m not alone
With desire to feel far away
From this vantage point how could I sway
You from terror of emptiness
For to me this could bring only peace
I’m moving on
How could I stay here when it’s served me so wrong
You’re just in time
To witness my departure into the one intertwined
Moving on
