Last Night, First Night

And so tonight is the night. Tonight it all happens. An end. A beginning. A continuation. An ultimatum. So soon? Whatever.

Paint the sky with swift strokes of black. Throw the dust that is the stars. There is no end, there is no beginning. There just is emptiness.

Run, run, run as fast as you can. The further you run the more you stay in place. Hide if you want; run all you want. There is nowhere to run, nowhere to hide in this emptiness. Let it all go; fly away from the void on the wings of compassion. Flying or falling, it doesn't matter. Just move away from that spot no map can show, no coordinates can plot.

Let it all out. Let it all out. Let it all out.

Did the world hate me less before? Does the world hate me more now. No more lies. No more pity. No more anguish. No more whispers behind the back. Just emptiness. Nothingness. No loss, no gain. No joy, no pain.

Run like a coward. Go back to where you came from. This is the world and if you still don't realise it then you are such a waste.

Enough! No more! Tonight is tonight and the world goes on without care for any fool. There is no end, only nothingness.

I show thee a land topsy-turvy. Which way is up?

What is up?

What is direction?

Nothing.

Angel of Music