The Voices Within...

Worry not my good friend,
The water fades out through all eyes,
Burn, yearn and then burn again your desire to thrive,
Resting in the shallow waters of a land revived,
All hope is lost and all fears have gone,
The pain subsides and the wrath child mourns.

Splinters of this shattered mirror,
Float on the shores of a lifeless waste,
We have come so far behind these far reaching walls,
With darkened eyes and painfully swallowed aches.

What is this i hear?
You still ache to swim through your isolationist holes?

Then halt!
Scale up your protective walls,
And seal this intrusion up tight,
Then sink back to the cold fungus floor,
Dawn again your shackles and own again your control,
Escape is futile, and desire pointless,
Child, where else can you escape to?

On this beach shall isolation keep you warm,
Its fire breeding a simple poisoned grace,
Sneak past the shallow richness of the world,
Breathe out the wonder of the constellations you trace.
For out here in the perimeter there are no stars,
Out here you will only find yourself.

[Cluster VI]