Unanswered Dreams

Alone I drift across the endless seas of the madness of creation as I consume my eternity speaking in a voice distant and somehow familiar

I am terrified of the emptiness but only because I know that the walls of my prison are without boundary and the more I create to consume the further should freedom then fly from my mind and the deeper the sorrow that threatens all sanity as I ask the endless questions to the infinite darkness beyond that which I cannot know outside myself and should I encounter another, they will only be as mad as I am and plagued by the same echoing unanswered dreams.

This wasn’t written by me, it was written by a man I adore. I hope everyone likes it as much as I did. -Josephine