| Super Nova, Black Holes and Vapor Trails |
| Oh darkest of days Impenetrable seeming walls Did out of no where confound all logic And even reason Complicated matters of the heart Grow to the proportion of super nova In intensity and magnitude Necessarilly and painfully This seeming metaphorical super nova Is, in fact, nothing more than a nebulous black hole Encountered only for the purpose of capturing the light And turning all matter into the nothingness from which it originally came to be There is no escape, no turning back Its into the dark to follow the trail initiated In the hopes that somewhere Through the darkness and distance We'll emerge on the other side Hopefully far away from the place this aspect of the journey began With hope and faith and even the deepest of love Blindly traversing vapor trails And feeling each foot print on the moon Taking to heart this darkness But knowing there too does dwell the light As it was in the beginning, as it is now and forever will be |
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