Days of the berserker

                                  Hope

I weep in despair today.

I will smile in delight tomorrow.

The endless truth of absolute reality

Creeping its claws into the

Shadows of loneliness.

I crave some evil presence.

Wishing the good would come to an end.

Where can I find it?

In this infinite endeavour of selfless definition.

I can't see! I'm afraid!

What if the choices are scary and impossible?

What if I fall!

What if I fall?

How can I even think of standing back up?

Is fate itself my enemy?

What is it that defies sense?

Death?

Dream?

Inexistence?

Despair?

Delight?

Anti-Life?

Good?

Evil?

How can it be any?

While it does define the core of humanity,

Hope.

                                Numb

I saw the seasons change.

sun and rain and wind and mist.

passing me by as I lay idle.

I crave the transmundane.

Something original that dazzles.

I can't seem to find solace in the present.

while my soul thrives in the future.

All I do is hope 

for a better tomorrow.

for a brighter tomorrow.

Will this struggle make me triumphant?

Or am I going numb 

With the cold earth?

                              Intellect 

I walked through the valley.

Behind the mountain of truth.

It was my purpose.

The will of the universe is embedded in me.

I am curious.

Pain and pleasure hide behind the journey.

A journey to master the will.

The will of the universe!

Why crave the infinite?

When you crumble into nothingness, 

In front of the cold hands of death?

Why not?

To be curious is the will of humanity!

 

                        Berserkertrance 

Oh how I discovered myself in despair.

Realizing the potential

To be anything and nothing!

Can I be a mindless drone 

Working hard for its master?

I am a slave.

And a master!

Unburdened by responsibilities,

Yet the world is on my shoulders.

I crave freedom.

Still, solace can only come with shackles.

Remember,

Chaos is madness.

While the beauty is in the order.

 

Fin.