Dark Matter Matters as Light Matter Matters

I live as a spirit,
In a world of insanity,
Having this human experience,
Stuck as a soul unable to escape,
This is an explosion.

The brain will have ya think'in,

Of butterflies,
While your a caterpillar,
Sucking down on,
Zombie smoke.

What seems to be
That of dreams,
To others,
Are just wicked
Agendas covered,

You don't even know,
About those cats,
Behind your eyelids.

I told all you all R.E.D.y,

I took my heart as spirit,

And I show this to the few,

That want to rid ignorance,

To the point of nonexistence,

Showing all of you that,

So you can see,

Here is all my cards,

And that hand is,

Always soft to each human,

I know my heart is the source,

But the way we brought up,

It is just left torn and beaten,

Shattered and broken,

To be twisted by unknowing,

Which just leads to ingnorance,

For the most part I don't know,

Why I even exist in the first place,

And this little bit,

I hold tight to ones own chest,

So that way I see this system,

Will never crush me,

At best is they have trying,

Everything one has choosing,

I strive until one has succeeded,

I know the whole worlds,

Been cheated,
Fully mind warped,
Inner space maybe,
Like the opposite,
Of a black hole,
That seems to keep,
Us locked in a cage,
I have no problems,
Saying its the skull,
And your mental,
Structures.

In a place where we miss,

The truth on the tips,

Of all our faces,

Cold and alone,

In the knowledge I hold,

I seek to be with her,

The chance to stand together,

And battle the light and dark,

For I know dark matter,
Matters.
As,
Light matter,
Matters.

Thanks for reading along on where ones mind goes when on a writing quest!

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