Empty thoughts and hollow words make their way through my head
Idleness that tries desperately to stave off the night
Resisting the earthly temptation to climb alone again into a bed
Subsisting on ideas and dreams of a naive man's plight
World weary and exhausted in mind, body and soul
Bags collecting under my eyes like they have somewhere to be
Travelling off to distant realms that are yet unseen
Slipping past physical bonds remains the key
The last trial between the physical and the fantastical
An effort to become something ethereal if only for a time
The ephemeral effigy of all that's possibly possible
But the journey eventually ends as all do
A tragic fall back down to the reality of man
And soon it all fades away, the trials that have been passed through
Endless cycles begin again, just have to do what you can.
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