Inescapable

I've dwelt into so many thoughts in my head, not really knowing what I'm searching for. An unknown question continues to linger as it drains everything from me, causing me endless longing for something I cannot attain from this world.

The dark path I'm heading seems safer than the easy one. The dark and difficult path is the right place to walk on to. The right way; the one that is not truly pleasing and beautiful. But the wrong path pleases your eyes like a shiny red fruit--luscious yet poisonous. It is very much...inviting. Nonetheless this beautiful path leads to death quicker.

This longing grows stronger by the day, and as each minute passes I feel myself slipping away--becoming more...empty. The hole in my chest grows wider, and it takes everything to fill in what's missing, but none would fit. Nothing will fill that hole--nothing in this world, that is.

The missing piece is known, but the search for it is endless. My last breath, if life has been lived righteously, shall open the gates to contentment. The endless happiness will welcome me with open arms. But as time is present and age is unavoidable, the long journey on the dark path will not cease on one soul.

The world will grow divided by the two paths. A destiny within my grasp depends on the choice that will show revelations of truth. Though tongues will be twisted by crooked beliefs, the choice will not change what is written for those who goes the wrong and beautiful way.

If one breathes his last breath it will not end life itself. The birth of a new eternity will reveal after the flesh closes its eyes for the last time. This is the fate written. An inescapable truth, and time does not stay in one soul for long. Age will not be forever. The endless battle for freedom to control one's breath will only bring one closer to death.