Some ideas, concepts and methods of being go on and on forever. |
-Perpetual- by Keaton Foster That motion An ocean In a sea Of dreams Ones to be kept Those to remember Never can I forget All that are mine My mind Both a prison And an endless forest Vast are the trees Each one grows Each one has meaning Endless are the rows I cannot see beyond I can only see Immediate proximity To the heavens they reach But not I Grounded I’ve become Under any God’s sun I have no faith Because I own no fear At least not anymore In such an endless forest There are some creatures Just a few There Stalking the shadows Hiding from the light Staying out of sight I know they are nearby I am well aware I can feel their presence Regardless of vision They wish to hurt me They wish to force me They are the past Always coming close Whatever I once did I did so In order to survive Now survival Concerns me least of all There is a point A place in all time A moment so defined When a person like me Reaches the end of the fight When a person like me Wants to continue as is But fears nothing of death Nothing of any form Of the end That’s where I’ve been For the greater part Of my life’s upswing I have it all As some would say But not me I would only say That what I have Is all that I presently need All that I require Perpetual Are such feelings And all of my reasons Both present and past Both future and beyond In the darkness of my mind In the forest of my ideas Each step takes me closer Each step leads me further Where am I really going Where have I ever been Neither matters most There is something else Something in this present That I am quite content with Maybe it will never change Then again If it does I’ll act I’ll do what is required Just like I have in the past And just like I do now… Perpetual Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2015. |