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Looking. Down.

Looking down into my own
Just behind the blinding sun
I need to find your phantom soul
To classify my empty hole

I drank your wine from the pool
Inside your eyes
I drank again and the well ran dry
You tried to drink but you found an empty whole
...... Just an empty hole.

Well, holding on isn't everything to me....
Under your gaze all life was clear to see...
Better to never have seen
Then to wish to see again....
........ To see again....
There's a little me inside of me,
In a hole without a wall, ceiling , floor or destiny...
Trapdoor soul
There's a place I want to be
In a place it shouldn't be, near a lacking entity, form or shape or density
Trapdoor soul, will swallow you whole
I write of the carnal mind
Speak soft of the phantom soul
You see the mystery divine
As we divide the empty hole

Identify the godless people
Make peace with everything
Investigate the wordless speaker
Free from thought the earth does sing

Searching for the source of being
The mind is trapped in sanity
AsKING questions without knowing
Answers found inside of me

The word made flesh is lies
In patterns of deceit it is masked
Luring us on with everlasting why's
Over and over questions repeatedly asked

We call it truth but words it does remain
And using mind we see ourselves explained
But fantasy is what makes us vain
And seeing another your very soul is stained ...