ASCENSION POETRY: ACCEPT YOUR DEATH.

​I AM starving, and yet, my huger can not be satisfied.
I AM thirsty, and yet, my thirst can not be extinguished.
I AM aroused, and yet, my luxury can not meet my desire.

It is not you the one I AM searching for.

I AM afraid and yet I keep walking.
In the Valley of Death, I wonder,
pain is my master;
what keeps me alive.

I have no drive but my emptiness.
I have no purpose but struggling.
Imprisoned in a golden palace,
my cage,
of flesh.

Glorious, shining beauty,
return to ash and dust under my command.

Such madness is Death,
a promise of return, till the day of my birth.

One step,  and down,
free fall into the abyss.
Oh oblivion, it is you that I was searching; the ultimate surrender.
There where I AM no one, there where I do not exist, and yet I AM alive.

I will rise again.
Reborn.
In this new life.

Michele Cornacchia.


​Personal note:

The realization,when it comes, that you are settling for something less than being happy, something less than the whole, real you, can hit really hard. But, untill you accept that you are more than the person, the human, that everyone wants you to be, you will never be free. So, insted of fitting in, accepting how others want you to be and what others want from you, accept your death and rise as the immortal soul you really are. Let who you tought to be die and be who you are meant to be in this life. Do not use misplaced feelings of loyalty to keep yourself in whatever you are going through, if that doesn't make you happy. Shine.