Third Path

Sit cozy by the hearth
And listen
To the distant echoes
They scream of you
They are your own voice
Who are you?
Who could you have been?
Here lies the door
That could split reality
The axe hanging by a thread
Above your head
Is breathing
Split!
You are now two beings
Cast out in separate dimensions.

You don’t know about eachother anymore
An exemplary life
He had by this age
But the ocean of life was gray
Threatening to bury him alive
Tormenting him
- little had meant his life.

He sometimes watched the nightsky
And whispered to himself
„you fool, no man can live like this”.

All life has led me here
Never had a soul to love
Never had a soul to worry
For me, or me for them
Never had a soul to love
Never had a soul to worry.

I lived life to the fullest
Ignored every rule
Got rid of every friend
Dedicated my life to art
No wealth, no health
No comfort
Just the joy of pure
Unhindered creation
Marks my years
Everything is empty
Nothing worth investing time in
I forgot how to live like a man
I’m now a beast of stench
Only art is left
A cauldron of despair
An empty gaze
There’s holes in my mind
But the dream may be fulfilled.

In all these ashes i have wandered
Barefoot and bleeding
Would a life of nostalgia
Have been better?

I sometimes watch the nightsky
And whisper to myself
„you fool, no man can live like this”.

By now we know
The two worlds are alike
No universe is alone
Each opposite has a match
A common ground
A common gust of regret
And no matter how much we wish
Not even god has walked a third path.