truth inside out
A piece inside me was missing but it spoke anyway.
“Your journey waits for you, why not begin today?
Go find your truth, the rock it does not age.
But don’t forget to look inside a finely crafted cage.”
And when I lay me down to sleep with my head upon that rock
There are things I think about or maybe I do not.
All journeys are questions, of this there is no doubt.
The illusion is their certainty, the truth is inside out.
Reality obscures its truths as it conceals its lies.
When I realized this equality something inside me died.
The future is not mine to know, no need to even ask.
In this it shares equality with my knowledge of the past.
It is my fate to walk the path that you have walked before,
With one foot inside the doorway looking for an open door.
I pushed as far as I could push and could push no more.
It was only then that I could walk through that open door.
I questioned my questions till words started to slide
Into an oblivion of answers which is where they went to hide.
I went beyond the self-made chains of loss and of gain
Into a darkness so bright that I will never be the same.
To reach your destination, take any way.
When you realize this is when you will see today.
All journeys are questions, of this there is no doubt.
The illusion is their certainty, the truth is inside out.
Death and birth always come together, the script it can’t be changed.
There are many aliases but the nameless can’t be named.
All journeys are questions, of this there is no doubt.
The illusion is their certainty, the truth is inside out.