Dead Lovers




The days’ pass as they always do. Moments in time, like raindrops falling whilst you sleep at night. All of those smiles, and all of those embraces, swimming within your head. Visions of the past, shifting all around. Fleeting faces, with eyes as wide as stars. Burning into your tired, old heart. They hang there, beautiful and forever out of reach. And everything’s so, so beautiful really. Wrapped in sadness, and a desperate sense of longing, the landscape of loneliness and dreams dazzles with a truth that cuts through junk and banality with ease. Don’t waste yourself on your job. Don’t bow down to what others deem fit for you. Just find the one that you love, and never let them go. Create a doorway with the colours of your mind, and step through it hand in hand. Become something more than a marriage certificate. Paired off in the dismal pursuit of money and comfort, all these dead lovers, fading away like shooting stars. Don’t follow what everyone else is doing, walk a path that feels right. Take hold of the one you love, and leave the rest behind.

These days, they offer so much more. Take a little time to step aside and look around. It’s in the silence, that truth can be heard. It’s in standing still, that the way forward can be glimpsed. Don’t get caught up in the endless chase. Because before you know it, time will have run out. And there’s no going back, that’s for sure. The meaning of life is to be found in the embrace of a lover. In the taste of their lips, and the heat of their gaze. Love, will set you free. Not possessions and money. Love isn’t there to be used as a foundation for a happy life. It’s not there as a safety net. Some kind of ingredient. Love is to be worshiped, to be treated with as much respect as the wonder of life itself. Too many people go through life with their eyes shut. They follow others, and then they die, having never said a single word of meaning. They never took the time to realize what it was all about. All they could think of, was making it through as safely as possible. And for what? What’s the point of being like everyone else? Where’s the sense of wasting yourself? Death is the end. It’s not a victory march.

Time is against me. But I’m fighting as hard as I can, and that’s all I can do. Even when no one is listening, you have to keep on preaching, and believing in what you say. Have faith in every action, and the belief that love, really will set you free. The darkness should never be feared. Never be afraid, of what you don’t know. Strive for understanding. Search for secrets, and develop a hunger for the mysteries that elude you. Don’t hate those that look down on your outlook, only pity them for not having the guts to look inside themselves. It’s easier to be blind, than it is to see what’s really there. This journey, it will always shine on. This magic, is worth its weight in gold. All the pain, suffering and despair, not to be ashamed of, but to be proud of. Sometimes, you need to break down, in order to put yourself back together again in a better way. There needs to be hurt, in order for there to be knowledge. It’s not madness, only the realisation of what’s truly important. Open up your skull. Reach inside your chest. Find some meaning. Do it now, because tomorrow never comes.

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