Self Revelation

Before the warm sunrise, comes the cold night sky.
And the black mass of nothing clouds many a man's judgement.
For the hour of dawn draws near, and thus we must seek shelter.
The hibernation of the human race is nearing it's beginning.
With all said and done, in the end is not but one sad seed.
Pain driven into the very heart of the soul.
Eating away at the veins is the constant desire for love.
But with this last nights freedom, taken in in such soft breath.
Carry on, be not afraid to wander outward in discovery.
What lies beneath us is not to be forgotten, but remembered.
As so would the gravestones in the feilds of our mind mark.
Relief of agony and distress, a quiet nap to take.
But when do we find ourselves free in the living?
Always running to try and stay alive.
That isn't freedom, that is fear, and with fear, there is not happiness.
And freedom is happiness.
So would that not mean that to be free, one must lose what he cherishes most?
Or to take one's own life in self righteous attonement?
The answers will lie within the eye of the beholder.
Point of view is where it will end, and the truth.....we may never know.
And Revelation will tell, the tale of it all.