To Those Who Are Left Behind

Ships

sailboats

hovercrafts

& those people

that used to be here

will be missed so dearly.

Now they are so far away

that even the mind does not know

where they are, & what happened to them.

Uncertainty now falls on those left out.

Would destination be paradise or hell?

Maybe goals were set, but doubt still is in the air.

If it becomes too powerful, it results in fear.

If fear is extreme, it cripples the determination

to move on, but there is Loneliness serving as reminder

to press on, & as a result, the mind is torn between the two.

A harsh battle starts within, Confusion is the new sovereign king.

He rules with an iron scepter, & he causes decay of held hope.

Chaos is the essence of his laws, Peace is then sentenced to death.

The entirety of being is chained, unless the Rescuer comes.

He holds the real freedom, He directs our totality.

His will is always supreme, it is unchangeable.

A planned destruction cannot be grabbed from His hands.

Even He makes us believe, not by our might.

The only thing left to do is to trust.

Move on, without looking at the fear.

Ceasing is like a hungry beast,

devouring those in his path.

Loneliness is still there,

But there is that light

that continues

its guidance

& love

that...

is real, incomparable, & everlasting.