Anguish

 

Now that Iím 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 theyíve 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 Iím 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 youíve walked to the horizon

And discovered itís 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