Insanity

How far must one think to approach insanity?

Are the strides taken with a hint of absurdity?

Maybe it is hidden within our long forgotten memories. 

We can all have a systematized mind.

I prefer the irrational dismay of borderline insanity.

Is reality just a phase?

She grows weary; it grows strong,

It's lies spoke louder than life,

and her mind was already a destruction in the making.

It called for her; longed for her,

and that's more than she could say about anyone else. 

"I don't understand," she said.

  "I can fix that," it replied.

We all have our own personal "it" in our lives. Whether they be human or inanimate, at one point or another we all rely on something to make sense of it all.

A Curse Upon Two Worlds

At opposite ends we will fall,

  To convene once more; a calamity.

The voyage for reconcilement shall be our guide.  

Upon the moments of coalescence, we shall forever be parallel.  

This being the curse of both worlds.

They are both so alike and gloriously opposite.

Invincible

The infinite vastness of the world was endless

and we were invincible to it's clutches.

They all seem so little down there. With their perceptions and ideologies.