by Endless, like that of the starry sky.
Powerful, like the emotion of love.
Deathless, like that of the immortal gods.
I am here wandering around, with a firm but blurry goal in my mind.
What is it? How can I see it more clearly?
I think I know, but do I really?
I look around and see only loneliness, emptiness, and love.
I feel Love, and it is limitless; but so too is loneliness.
I mess up. I mess up a lot.
I am stuck in darkness, even though I am working to escape.
It is difficult,
Especially when it seems I do not do enough to fight.
That wonderful golden light seems so distant.
Even if I feel better, I am too far.
I refuse to give in. I just need to fight.
But what if I am too tired, or maybe lazy would be better, to keep up this fight?
I want to keep going.
I do not want to be me.
I need to keep going.
I just want to be.
But.
But.
But.
What about but? Everything after but is bullshit.
Just be better.
