The Color of Tragedy


Here I tarry...in fifty shades of delusion..
An endless cycle of confusion..
Knowing not what tethers me here...
The promised endgame not yet clear...
Maddening to behold..
Irrefutably I'm told...
If escape is not the answer...but the question in my mind..
Then this tragedy of life must be fluid like the belt of time..
Darkness descends...
Spirits transcend...
But go not into the light of a distant desire...
Follow not the golden rays into the heart of a fire...
Stay true to the destiny of your own design...
Waste not precious moments, chasing the divine...
Look into the heart of your darkest moment..
There you will find yourself...and everything you're worth...

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Rambling in the night