PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Into the void. Of blight and an inferiority our bodies will return. The overseers of our mind mock our abilities. Making our knees weak at the sight of our dreams. You appear in the nonethingness under my eye lids for I can see you in my sleep. Aware of my surroundings. I am swimming in the fabric of time and space. I can grasp the unknown. A low glow. The future is my past. By dreaming and  Modeling Time.  I have reset the cogs to my soul. Rebirth. I am a visionary. A shadow of ambition. I am a relevance. I am awoken from a timless slumber. This is the beginning.