Kajj Drahneil's blog

Back during Freshman year, I wrote a piece entitled "Chasing the Belief of Nothing." This is that version:

Flying through
Indeterminately,
Never understanding meaning
As time goes by.

Lasting impressions
Sewed by experience
Train the unseen circumstance.

Again he faces trial,
Gaining upon himself,
Even as he looks
Overhead for the answers.

Find for what you were searching?

Running blindly,
Exercising every possibility,
Making every effort,
Only to come up short.

Racking his brain to
Somehow find
Everything he desires.

Continuous destruction
Endless suffering
Persistent erosion
Of the soul that torments
And corrodes him.

Make the effort,
Receive award.

Live how you need,

Overjoyed by what he loves,
Now joining life's mentality,
Lying in wait for a voice,
Your vision living inside.

When can it happen,
How can this be,
As though what imagined
Turns out exactly planned.

He watches from afar as
Circumstances fall into place as
Only fate can keep
Moving toward wishes and dreams.

Perfection, beauty, overwhelming
Realization that life may turn into
A controllable circumstance.

Lies and Deceit.

How can it be that
Even the greatest of beauties
Now torment how life ends?
Darkness clouds thinking
As questions run ceaselessly.

So now gain resolve,
Realize that maybe this...
Event of the past

It had been right there in front of me, right there in front of me. Now it was gone, disappeared, vanished without a trace. How had it gone? Why had it been so short in its stay? Questions left unanswered by the vanquished are these. Something is left unknown. I have to find it, and when I do, I don't know what i'll do.