Dragon's World Kanasi

Feeling despair,

it drives a person insane,

it can tear you apart,

and leave nothing left,
 

This feeling of losing,

it’s something I want to leave behind,

something that I hate,

it’s what I want to throw away, forever,
 

Today is not a good day,

it seems everything is falling apart,

when the world around me fades,

that will be the end,
 

I am lost,

I am scratching, scrounging to find,

that one reason, one purpose,

for living in this world,
 

Why is this life so hard?

why must we endure pain,

all that we are is hurting ourselves,

we tell ourselves to go on,
 

Even though we can’t find out way,

through this mist and fog,

we manage to fight,

to become found, become loved, become wanted,

we enter someone’s life, and we are no longer,

lost.

When all is lost,

the light goes out,

and becomes darkness,

where evil and pain lives,

the light clashes with the darkness,

they both fight to stay,

both struggle and tear,

but it is useless,

it seems light will be victorious,

and will triumph once more,

it is all things good,

and all that is holy,

darkness comes out strong again,

it conquers all in its path,

and will destroy everything,

evil is darkness,

both fight with effort,

both will struggle over and over,

one will win,

which will it be?

It is time,

for me to leave this place,

where I go,

is up to no one,

I try one direction,

but it leads me to hate,

I try another,

and it leads me to anger,

fear is in this place,

it is time,

time to go somewhere new,

time to start a new life,

something haunts me,

I can not travel far,

or it will stop me,

dead in my tracks,

I find myself,

in a new world,

where everything is vibrant,

I’m finally here,

where I belong.

Why are we so distant?

we have to face each other,

and take our hearts,

to the next level,
 

In the dark,

I feel like I don’t have to know you,

but I want to,

I want to feel your every breath,
 

When will we know happiness?

can’t you relieve my fear?

I want to do something,

something for you this time,
 

Our hearts become simple,

when the light fades,

and everything seems hopeless,

in the dark,
 

We can lie to each other,

speak hurtful words,

but you will always be the one

that I love,

in the dark,

in the dark.

Something isn’t right,

Why am I here?

It seems so useless,

I hate this,

Why can’t everything be perfect?

It always ends up the same,

Something happens that corrupts me,

And I am forced to fall,

Fail, distrust, misunderstand,

These are words new to me,

But something inside my soul awakens,

And I start to shimmer,

Why is this happening?

This question appears over and over,

My mind is filled with unanswered questions,

But I keep pressing on,

I lose a little of my soul everyday,

It comes down on me hard,

But I want to keep going,

I want to be strong and passionate,

When will it end?

The pain and suffering?

My heart is torn apart,

And I am left for nothing,

Sometimes I look up,

And there are the stars,

I wonder what is to become of me,

Then I realize,

Is this love?

I’m lost… a wandering soul trapped in the past,

I can not escape it, the fear of losing.

The fog is blanketing the ground,

but I am not afraid,

rain starts to fall gently,

as I wave to your silhouette,

there is something about you,

when you return,

it frightens me,

shakes my every being,

my soul fears for you,

in a million different ways,

something is coming,

I feel it in my bones,

when the fog clears,

all that is left of this town,

is a pile of death and destruction,

there are no survivors,

I waited for you that day,

when it rained lightly,

your eyes seemed empty,

as I called out to you,

is this place haunted?

we will never know,

everything is gone,

maybe it is better that way.

The mist is in the air,

It comes and goes,

As the ghost walks the path,

It clears the mist away,

Sometimes one can hear a cry,

It seems to call your name,

And then it dies,

Just like anyone would,

It strays and tries to find somewhere,

Somewhere to reside,

Some place to rest,

So that it’s soul can be at peace,

The mist clears,

It seeps into my soul,

Why is it so difficult to breathe?

Please tell me that this mist,

This ghostly mist,

Is not here to stay,

That would be okay,

The fog is deep,

It swirls around my heart,

And it calms me somehow,

But there’s now a ghost where you used to be,

This ghostly mist haunts me,

It haunts me and I like it.

There has to be something to fill this,

fill this void left here,

by the cracks and rips,

in this emptiness,

I am falling through the dark,

falling through this pit of nothingness,

falling until I land somewhere,

safe and comfortable instead of this emptiness,

Something wants to peer through,

it crawls to the surface,

but then vanishes in the light,

since it lived in the dark,

No one knows what happened,

to this area that is now emptiness,

that envelops everything,

in a shadow of fear, of death and destruction,

it is emptiness.

When the dust rises,

I know something is wrong,

something is going to happen,

that probably shouldn’t,
 

It swirls in the wind,

the wind carries it far,

but it is stopped by the cold,

and fades into the light,
 

When I see this happening,

I wonder about certain things,

are our lives like the dust?

to be there one minute and gone the next?
 

Sometimes I see particles of something,

it is beautiful, exquisite,

it creates a sphere of colors,

and then explodes into the air,
 

When will the dust rise?

when will it fall?

these things I often ponder,

and dream about in the night,
 

The night dust is different,

it shines in the moonlight,

yet it does not move, it stays still,

the stars smile at its beauty,
 

The dust rising,

its something to watch,

its something to dream about,

it is what we want to be… want to become.

There is only one thing left now,

Only death survives,

It leaches on and holds tight,

And there is no room to breathe,

Sometimes it comes with pain,

Other times peace,

But the only thing that can prevent it,

Is to hold on to life,

Death is in its wake,

What is it?

Everything that breathes and lives,

Tries to survive, but in the end, there is only death,

Something haunts,

It wreaks havoc in dreams,

It tears down the weak,

It is the only thing that keeps someone alive,

When the last breath is drawn,

The reaper comes to take the soul,

It calms the body,

And takes the life,

Death is in its wake,

What is it?

The soul, the life, the spirit,

Anything that tries to breathe,

Death is powerful, and yet, can be prevented,

By living… by holding on,

Death is in its wake,

But that is all that it is.