In years of searching, I’ve only found two.

One is on the other side of the physical sphere. Deep in a country far off from here. He toils and continues, day in and day out, yet all He manifests is anger and doubt. He is caged, held back by their “whim”. I cannot relate, to the problems of him. He is blinded, by the lies he is told, He cannot see how himself to break hold. He doesn’t know how to grab what is there, and he fears that success is just simply rare, But within him is the spark; The sights and the sounds. Internally devoted, yet thrown to the ground. He knows what’s before him, and He knows He’s oppressed, Yet he still finds it hard to get rest.

However He’s the opposite, of the other I know.

Instead of the positive, only in badness He goes.

The other sees good wherever she looks. Not just a trickle, but enough to fill books. Through their lies and their “hopes” She lives and She copes by laughing at it, because it’s all a joke, yet still She finds meaning, realizing this. All it does is place her in bliss. Much like the other, she is defined by the thoughts that SHE thinks and the feelings SHE finds. Instead of the lies that they tell her, the untruths that they cry. The things that they “think”, without knowing they’ve died.

And when I look at these two, deeply, I sigh.

Both of them share things in common with I.

One of them being, we’re so far away.

Every mile from same, is a decible of pain.

The people I know, seperated by land.

Ah the feelings that gives me. Bland.

So I set out to destroy this barrier. To render it non-existant, it is inferior.

My wills, and my ability will cast it aside,

and to the people, through the shitstorm, I ride.