Answers to see, and questions to ask. I wish to know these many tasks.
This mysterious life I live to die. And through this life I have asked why. Why things happen, and what comes next.
Reading these things in ancient text. The book of the dead and Holy scripts.
Running with truth and unborn crypts. End of the world or continue of life.
I ask this now to fight for my life. Repenting away in long lost sorrow. Wondering if there will be a tomorrow.
Where will I go and what will I see.What will happen by the prophecy.
By my side is my journal of thought. the book I write about my life of draught.
What will be my words right before death, what will I do for my very last breath. These answers in life I have not found, but still I sit here wandering around.
Thinking of life and the day after next, still researching these books of ancient text.
