in the silence lurks voices bent on the destruction of all we hold dear
we try so hard to hold on
we are strained by bullets so tempting
streaming into the darkness without hope of redemption
every eskimo falls prey to a variety of silent wonders
do not stray from the path for too long or you will be lost amongst the other thrill seekers
instead, life tells you to reach and reach
there is something within your grasp, you are not trying hard enough
life is telling you to reach and reach
you are not trying hard enough
everything
has
an end

i believe you are in view.