Tristan Robert Lange
Us and the Void
There is no sky,
It cannot
F
a
l
l
.
There’s gasses
Swirling above,
There’s fire beneath,
Rock below.
Ultimately, though,
There’s us;
There’s the void.
Night is the truth.
The daylight lies.
Sunset is the end.
Delusion destruction.
The moon: a mirror.
Our lunar souls
Peer into the void,
Staring into the cosmos,
Delving deeper outward
Into our own
In n e r S p a c e.
Are we equipped to travel?
Are we prepared
To explore the dark unknown,
To go where no one has gone before,
A place only we,
alone,
can explore?
The void calls with a grin
As black as gold.
A cancer that consumes the content.
Wake up!
The only way to the truth
Is through the void.
Light culls us,
It lulls us,
It dulls us,
In the void.
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