Eye of the Storm

Set sails to the deepest horizons, navigating through neverlands.

seeking the lost path I commence ... the jouney into the twilight 

which rests deep within eternity, where never ends infinity,

witness the unholy lands infested by the hedgestones of the unworthy.

Excavating the past, this expedition has just begun,

through the sea of sorrow, ship of misery...

Swiftly offshore from the sands of treachery

imminent are winds of anguish that holds this vessel steady

Carving newer paths, through this course along the shores of time,

time is like an ocean in a storm, darkened ways, treacherous waves

the course of this journey is neverending, fumes of the past are still 

scorching, even time cannot constrain us.

compromised life and the uncertain flashes(future) of dawn await...

left behind are the days as history, I accept this indefinate fate,

not cleansed neither free,

salvation is overdue before I approach the gates...

I will endure my soul beyond the living, travelling to the deepest ends, 

It is... I,

...I shall un-cover what is kept aside from the Eye.

the sands have lost their worth,

the sands have eroded carrying the burden of time,

Aeons have fallen-by and the sun has failed to shine...

Obscure compilation...

A vortex of thoughts inside the void (mind)...

A distress to break out....indeed a desperation.

Spellbound to infinity...even the words struggle, they are exhausted.

Imagine your thoughts being imprisoned, in an asylum deep within your mind, seeking light, unable to see, forever is the darkness to a person whose vision is blind.

Everything around imitates your surroundings in this mental maze, guiding yourself in all directions, yet the start is from the confused state (of mind).

Realizing that expectations are soon to be reduced by despair one day, dreaming on, to watch my thoughts get penalized, Freedom, once again is delayed.

Madness is perpetual and will accompany you, till your very last breath, i still look at the sky with an anxiety from a bottomless depth.

Though escape to sanity, to me, remains nothing less than a fantasy, sentenced to isolation, wondering all the contingencies and break free.

A shattered bridge which connects your past and the present is a well presented illusion, created by your mind and what you think your life is, its just another hallucination, pretending to have solved the puzzle, is yet another self-deception.

These words will tell, they are the evidence, evidence of my existence...

You wander to the brink of insanity, eventually, and take a fall,

Just to find yourself already collapsed, an inevitable Recall.

...just thoughts

What is the magnitude of an individual's belief that people and all the things around them are non-existing and simply a myth, through his own perception he(an individual) stays alive in a self engineered world of deception just to keep himself contained. 

Overlooking all else  and unaware of the only factor that is Reality. 

Been spent most our lives in an alternate world far beyond where no eyes can see, no thoughts can reach.