Sweet Infinity

Sweet Infinity

A Poem by Lotus
"

From my old account.

"

The bugs are crawling now

in me, on me

everywhere

inside

out

get them off

Please, Please

They are blocking the sunshine, All the light

It's gone, Ants in the hill all of us.

I dont want to BE anymore

I want nothingness to engulf me, to rape me

I am you, you are me, we are she, and he is us

All of us are them

Deception, subterfuge, Tools of the trade for

The gods

We should be the gods, All of us.

I want to be, I need to be

Nothing is what we amount to

Will ever be, can ever be

What will you do to be remembered, nothing

IT can not be remembered

All is forgotten. Sinners, Saints, your deeds are washed away.

The great, The weak, The mundane

Blasted by the sands of time

Blown about by the father himself.

Goodbye sweet Infinity

© 2009 Lotus


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Wow! I really liked this. I liked the style of meaningful ramblings that this piece had, and I was intrigued by the fact that when you read this, you have the chance to find your own meaning within the poem.
My favourite line was: I am you, you are me, we are she, and he is us
The title was a very nice choice too!
~PaperHearts =]

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Wow! I really liked this. I liked the style of meaningful ramblings that this piece had, and I was intrigued by the fact that when you read this, you have the chance to find your own meaning within the poem.
My favourite line was: I am you, you are me, we are she, and he is us
The title was a very nice choice too!
~PaperHearts =]

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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