PROBABLY PROPHECY

If failed then rendered out we become.

Fractured away by pixels

Which carry my fate towards an unstoppable ending

I head straight for the SUN

This one last breath

Holds the answer to my quest

 

The bridge to another side,

The next level

 

How many came before now?

 

How did I do the last time? 

 

Did I meet you there?

 

Can we see through the soul?

A boundless chaotic temple arises in the mind

Pillared, inspired and strutted by experience,

 

The cement lies boldly beneath my feet

Awaiting the seed of an idea to break it free of happenstance.