What're you doing?
Viewing the world as though it were my own.
Because I have realized the tragedy; Earth has yet to feel Love's warm embrace.
And you have?
I do not need to receive an emotion so that I may give it.
Who has denied you?
I am not an inhabitant. Rather, a mere traveler that requires no affection.
What are you?
I am the sickly being that remains in the crevices of your consciousness, the one you hide.
What do I hide?
All that I may fathom.
What do you fathom?
All you hide away; all you do not realize.
What don't I realize?
All that I fathom; all you hide away.
I am the undeniable. I am everything you claim to be within your reach,
and everything beyond your stars.
Are you God?
I was created in his image.
Who are you?
Who am I?
Created: May 23, 2010Document Media