What it is to Burn
When you know the end but still search hauntingly for the path leading to it
Seeking that which you can't have until you're so far you can't turn back
Hoping for the ideal of her when the ideal is more a dreamt of passion leading only to demise.
Burn with desire, with guilt, with the knowledge of knowing but not understanding
Burning is the world around us. Waking as the earth crashes into sunglight each day, facing the harsh
truth that there is less truth than desrie for it, resulting in nothing at all.
Falling broken
Fallen desolation lifeless
Not death so much as the absence of life has come of this age of the real.
All to real but not so real as to achieve
To achieve something real yet to be left wondering if such really is real
So it goes as it has before
Earth crashing into sunlight
Love left
Hope lifeless
A World too much with us and yet we miss everything of its worth