Wanderer

Wandering between lines that never meet

Within the depths of nothingness 

Where completeness is a perfect illusion 

And well-being a defiant beast 

The terror of chaos is fulfilling 

My own talk about excellence 

Of patent Paradise Island 

Going beyond the lagging hour

Healing my own scars with throbbing pain

Unearthing the spinning web of lies 

For I have learnt that nothing lasts forever 

And that I have got just one life to live 

I will walk over to the darkest path

This time farther till infinity 

And that I will sleep in silence again 

This time perhaps till eternity