Your dark Nebula (Weightless Horse head)

Afraid of the dark, you fear the night

Chilled Northern winds rushing through the woods

With seeking eyes you feel, followed

Cosmos hanging weightless high above

It was all written in the shadows, a sharp blade cut the deepest

You take control of ill planed deeds, seeping through your clawlike hands

Walking deeper into the unknown is the only way out

Black calm of the bottomless lake, hidden and forgotten by man

Lets you sink, leaving your last breath like a heavy mist on its surface

Rise Dark Nebula, quiet horse-head of creation

Nothing to fear now as your transcendent level of knowledge plunges

Senses wide open, black light reaches the center of your mind

Embrace the fact while the planets collide, empty space roar

Weightless drifter seeking meaning of nothing, once firm and based

Waves keep pounding a battered coast, the storm rip the hillsides

Punishment for a life not lived, blindfolded and taken for granted

Controlled chaos moves in, causing havoc for the unprepared vagabond

You know that this perfect moment is all, life as you known it has ceased

As you look back, feet tramping through the snow covered undergrowth

Mind at ease yet racing in all directions seeking solutions to remain a ghost

Everything is at peace while your world shrinks and vanishes, becoming one with the pillars of creation

Near weightless now…

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