Six

And yet the scene remains the same
A constant cycle between fiction and reality
The only question left is where to draw the line?
And yet the scene remains the same
An abstract collection of novel uncertainties
The symmetry has yet presented itself to me
I lost myself wandering the eternal void
The illusion we call life

I am trapped in an enigma
A riddle of an existence
Unbeknownst to the outside world
But the time has come to let you know
We'll let ya know

This place has no beings
Only fragments of memories

Remove the soul
Leave the body
I hope you know
You are nothing

And yet it seems the scene has changed
I'm exactly where I wanted to be
Uncertainty is no longer a part of me
I found myself finally