Living In False Eternity

I walk through my valley in ignorance,

The path I walk ever changing it's direction,

From light to dark, from deep to heart;

I looked forward. Everything swirls and blurs,

A perfect blend between light and dark.

I see clearly up to one step forward,

And take paths winding.

Thoughts compelling me to move forward; I look back,

I see clearer for miles, but I've hardly moved.

Yet in reality I'm pushed towards the unknown,

Ghost of paths I should've taken.

I spy with my little eye something beginning with death.

Descending into silence,

The obsession is in us all.

You are the drug that inhales me,

Yet I live to watch you fall.

I walk forward now in the path of regret,

Seeing mirrors surrounding facing back.

Sun gleams on what should've been.

Flowers of past, withered and trampled upon;

My eyes comforted by something new,

A rose, the deepest red you could see or feel

I wonder how to approach.

Hundreds of paths of purity gleam in front of me,

I decipher whether to approach the idyllic.

As I walk the path turns brown, nothing seen before,

I set my hand upon the flower;

It changes colour making me feel like God.

My hands are bound in red

My hands are bound in red

All I see is green

I open my arms and it consumes me,

A new power rushes through my veins.

The strength in my chest has gone,

But everywhere else thrives.