years ago

It was just one billion years ago that i woke up into nothingness and into the unknown

it was only one trillion years before i would notice something was wrong and that i was alone

I couldn't feel my own bones, i felt that wherever i would go, everyone i would see was merely a f****n clone

Never a time in my life where i could remember anything being worthwhile, just short undertones, the same mode

I knew that id forever be a lone warrior and that id have to atone, for being different on my own, i was in parts and they were all sewn.

But it never occurred or mattered to me, how indifferent we all really were, no matter how different we were

It wouldn't be before long that i myself would be looking for the lifelong cure, but no one would take it for sure

No matter the allure' of the potency, they all just chose to remain original, rather than aboriginal or to become pure

I took it to my attention, to make a few useable inventions, an apparent ascension to their own declension

To attempt to make risen the fallen, even if it took a few rags and a few riches or to try to make the mention

that we could only make it together, and never in severed compartments, if they would just take the initiative and listen.

I fell into a deep sleep so strongly that i became weak at the end of the week, my body creaked and i started to speak.
I began to not think as much as i usually did, but the ink on my fingers sinked and i started to wink out short blinks.
I finally awoke out of the soaked dream, opened up the closed up permeation cloaked and then peeked out of the cloak.
I realized that only i knew more of the reality than most did on earth, and as usual, they always chose my worst stuff.r