Before time began
Questions of reality plagued my mind,
In youth I was naive,
But you see, I had always thought
That out somewhere beyond the stars,
Where univeres end,
People read and write as we do,
Like the stars, shining light
Out of every other star to feel
Selfless, I loved everything,
I radiate life like a star,
I radiate for all to see,
But in the vast nothingness of space,
Where darkness envelopes the light,
Where hope seems wasted and there is,
Nothing to see but faulty dreams,
I indulge in the insanities of exitense,
Then my confusion becomes clear and I understand,
Life is a hollow existence.
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I love it when someone can describe a feeling that I have been plagued by, but not known how to describe. And I thought I was the only one who thought this as well.
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