Fruitless

Sometimes Life loses its luster.
But you cant stop. You have to keep going.
You MUST keep going.
It's crucial.
Why?
No Idea.
It's just one of those things.
I EXIST, and that pure and true and undesputible fact
keeps me going.
Through it all.
The lies,
broken promises,
fake perceptions,

misunderstandings,

broken hearts,

sore minds,

and other casualties.

If I feel I cant go on,

If I am full of doubt,

and worry,

If I sit in the darkness,

the triumphant darkness,

nearing the very heart of darkness,

I remember,

before the madness of the darkness overtakes me,

THAT I AM REAL.

I will always have myself,

though the very face of God be turned from me,

I will still be who I am.

I may not

LIKE

who I am,

but I still have my Identity.

That is the worst thing

you can do to a person,

remove their Identity,

remove their sense of existance.

That is when you cast them into

the fuzz of non-being

where only God himself

can save them.

Through all the sensless noise,

And false light,

and false truth,

(but truth is light)

I seek to find the quiet,

peace,

and true light.

The World Is Full Of Opinions.

But All I Want Is The TRUTH.

To escape the madness.

The Darkness.

The horror.