BEYOND THE LIGHTS

 

a paradoxical theory of pretense 

factual reality we detest 

a phase of realism in context 

like powerful worlds, caged in a poor text 

death is just another passage 

fears built in people by its adage 

a journey of the unknown 

whatever trial it connotes 

beyond the light is what we don’t know

naive as our soul is in the flow 

a truth far beyond our nose 

an enigma like the blooming of rose 

beyond the lights is a curse 

which brings humanity at a loss 

we thrive to remain in sanctity

life reveals our dirty linen in hostility 

death holds no assigned grudge 

an undeniable dose we will swallow to purge 

count your fingers in slow succession 

our days are numbered in commotion 

@talk2leigh

(X & insta)

5:33am

1 Dec 2025