I run, I run,
I cross over the cities and towns,
I climb up the mountains and
Swim across the seas.
I run and run,
Racing towards the end.
As I move closer and closer,
My molecules start to jump about,
But as I think I made it,
I see somethings that I had left behind.
Then I remember,
That this is a Sphere,
And it never ends.
My molecules wanna dissociate,
My soul is torn apart.
I wanna let go.
I wanna touch the stars,
Even if I get charred.
I wanna travel the space,
Even if there are no places to stop by,
Even if there are no cars to overtake,
Even if there is nothing to try,
Even if there is no oxygen to breathe.
But still it is SPACE.
I wanna stare in the abyss,
Even there is nothing on the other side.
I wanna look as the stars explode.
I wanna travel the space,
For when I explode,
I want nothing between me and my void,
As I wanna be alone as I break,
Nobody to witness,
Nothing to break.
But as I start pushing apart,
Something drags me down,
It's my body,
Refusing to leave everything behind,
Refusing to go.
It's my body,
Having some weight.
Now I go crazy,
I curse everything, everything and
Everything.
I curse myself,
I curse my molecules,
I curse myself for existing,
I just wanna let go.
I question my body,
I question its utility.
I curse this mighty one hell of a sphere,
For pulling me down.
Every time I try to break through,the mighty mom pull me down,
To her lap.
I wanna tell her that I am all grown up now, that
I can live for myself and that
She has to let go.
But then I realise that she can't and
and that she won't.
As it is not love or motherly affection,
It is a mere slavish notion.
Now I realise that,
We are all this orphan giant has,
An that she is the queen an we are the drones.
But I still hope that I can make it.
Then I stare at the gorgeous night sky,
I hear a controlled cry,
It's the moon again,
Celebrating his pain.
Now I wonder,
When this King couldn't abdicate,
Prisoned and now worships,
Her all day long.
Who am I?
Just a minuscule particle of dust,
In this universal playground.
"I can't make it", I analyse.
I curse Columbus for,
Renowning this Goliath as unfathomable,
For defining and constricting the space we have,
For making me cynical.
But I warn this Regina,
That the day I become full,
That the day I muster up the courage,
That the day I decide to break the bonds,
That the day I erupt,
That the day I let go,
She will run and run,
When I set this world ablaze,
When I set the particles free,
When I kiss the moon a
Good night sleep.
That day there'll be rainbows in the sky,
That's day we revolutionise,
That's the day we win,
That's the day we fly,
That's the day everything will die,
That the day I'll meet my oblivion and she will meet her end.