Place of Peace

No beauty is real as it leaves our dying eyes,
always with something to take its place, the light
staying the same, with us in the beginning, with us as
we pass on to another life, and stays free and
unlocked to keep us in faith, to bring us to a better
life.

The ideas in our open minds come to a close, nothing
has to be a dream, its all possible in one place and
with a smile, a sanctification to break our dreary days,
erase the times of despair and open up a new potential
that was hidden by anyone who closed it for us.

Inspiration is a thing of the past, amateurs are being
better than the pro's of the past, all possible by the life
you lived, and how you made it last, even a sorrowful
one can be corrupted, to make you glad, to be
excited to look forward in life and go on, live for
something, know your purpose in society.

Even if you don't believe as me, have something to hold
onto, it's in each one of our eyes, if we still can't see
it's counting down till the time, we will be unblinded, and
see the world as it was supposed to be, the true life,
true place we were meant to be.