Anguish
Now that I’m immersed
And submerged
I feel cursed.
Still unable to see clearly
Now unable to breathe this air
I float past beautifully hammered cages
Full of slaves without a care
Who think they’ve found the Door.
How can it be that I see more?
No where to place my foot
I'm starring at this wall
Fingers in my ears
But still I hear the call.
There are no maps here
To go beyond, you must not require them
I know I’m already there
But I would swear I'll never find them
I still feel lost
My discontent boils
I feel a growing rage
Now I know why it is said
It is like a thousand hells
For one who has moved forward
To cease to move
You are unfit
For both worlds
You are torn between
Half-born
Half-dead
Half-alive
Half-aware
And you cannot go back
Now that you’ve walked to the horizon
And discovered it’s made of paper.
The next step is unspoken
And like a coy lover
It seems to tempt
And then turn from me.
Anguish flows thru my veins.
---unAsleep