Re-programming

and so the world fell

tumbling and rumbling with sparks and great cracks

 

left in the dust we were supposed to stand as the last hope of a fallen civilization, the last flickering light and love, hope and faith

 

I hope we get there

that is why I stay

 

I look within and find a complicated system of my own creation, that I no longer understand

 

Somewhere in the myriads of voices that sound within me, are those voices I should listen to, those that are actually mine

 

Somewhere in a corner

hidden behind false rules, unaccepting systems and categories that should never have been defined

is that light I once lit within my heart





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Written on 2010-08-03 at 13:46

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