When the mystery is so inexplicably overwhelming and beyond any human comprehension, blind obedience is the only available option.
I am afraid,
Undoubtedly scared.
Undoubtedly scared.
I feel watched over,
Every time and everywhere.
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I met a man the other day
I saw him somewhere yesterday,
I met him again today
I see him everyday.
He disappeared as fast as he appeared.
I now see him everywhere.
Behaving like the only hero
He makes me believe in a better tomorrow
His dictum leads me to live day by day
The star that lights my way
He never eats; still with me when I dine
Closer to him, he vanishes each and every time
Hard to tell what he needs
He is the ghost behind my eyelids
I saw a man the other day
I saw him yesterday
He stands right on my way.
I feel his presence everyday;
My skin tingles at his appearance.
Divined by his omnipresence,
He is the killer of my boredom,
The nameless champion.
He is my last friend and my first enemy.
My inaudible symphony.
I met a man yesterday.
I saw him again today.
I feel him here and there.
The darkness in my blinks,
He is everywhere.
This genderless figure,
Is the blundering oracle.
This shadowless creature,
Is the veritable miracle.
This transparent man,
He is the shadow on the edge of my every photo,
My unheralded hero
The shadow of things to come,
A friend in my lonely time.
The light that shines here to show,
Every imaginable dream I have to follow.
The doubtful future that opens into tomorrow
The only dark secret in my heart,
The only thing that makes me a genius or a retard
Trustworthy or worthless to disregard
The single doubt within my faith.
The author of my every wraith.
The last survival grip
The driver in my guilt trip.
The first and last second of my winning thought,
The footsteps sound that follows me in a parking lot.
The jittery crawling sensation across the back of my neck,
The self doubt in every decision I make.
The door to the lack of self-confidence,
He is the limits of my resilience.
He is every character that encloses myself in my writing,
He is the denial I hopelessly find myself in.
The one who stays with me until the very end.
He is THE DEFINITE ME that I still have to meet.
He is ME; ---self-doubt and self-belief.
He is simply ME
He is simply ME
