Metamorphosis

why is it that you beat?
why is it that you love;
and live without a sleep?
chasing the fissure we run
to take that leap off the cliff;
before i run out of this spliff,
i'd wanna ask you why;
why is it that you cry?

you sprint like a stream
when i think of my dream
these words might stop in pain
but i believe it'll be in no vain
to surrender the vault worn and torn
and breathe; and breathe...
and be reborn!!

the hideous lonely emptiness
of existence; of nothingness;
and many a thought inspired
might lead a walk to the wild side
but the question haunts this day;
a question of courage;
a question of choice;
for a ticket to cosmic voice,
if i'd dare pick the red pill?