The Path of Light And Darkness

Forget it, for this screen has much whiteness but all I feel is nothing in particular

For it's been a long time passing since I've felt the need to tell everything, to feel everything

But what price the scene of contempt for the one who didn't know why he was wronged?

Is there any illusion left to tell me that all I've ever been through is false, so wrong and mere made-up?

Alas these too will give up for home these words these ideas these writings on the screen

For whereas the stubby went still with their lives I still feel wrong to the touch, mere but out-of-place

But still nobody looks at to where I was looking, nobody sees anything or its value as what it is

So is this the madness it comes for the one who thinks too much but did so little?

So what is it that I'm asking myself as to whether or not I see it or but pretending?

Is there a word to describe it or maybe none of the words in this world would matter themselves to me?

Am I still relevant in this world when I feel that nobody saw me in this thing called Life, still out-of-place

So awkward still clumsy but to this middle 30's, why am I still finding it hard to feel in-tune with this world?

Alas, even these words and these knowledge these skills seem to have stopped being so friendly to me

Like I've never even know how to write and read in the first place yet they still be written by me right now

Oh fuzzy, wuzzy insanity in detachment, or so perhaps it could be that I'm being thrown from this world

And so if that's the case then where should I go from here then?

Where could there be in this Kingdom of God that my kind be as safe and so accepted as norm?

Would there be hope still that I'd be there in time, or could this be the end of me in place not of me?

Oh holler for me this hollow still hallowed but for never be borrowed let this be mind of me the path I must take

For if such this be true that I'm not born for this place and time, then let me now go to the paths of light and darkness

And to stay within there, in peace and in mourn
In prayer and in despair, for all that I am 

Forever...

SAIF MINTAKA
KL
2013