Infinite

Star like thoughts
That swirl and swirl
In the dark skies of the mind
Always looking, at the future
When they can't see what
They left behind

When you reach for the infinite
To touch it and pass it by
Are you eating desserted dreams of others
That are floating in the sky

And when you reach your final goal
Will it all be worth it
Will you whoop with joy
Or lie down tired
Ready to die

What's the cost of this struggle?
All this toil and trouble
Just so people will remember
And fondly speak your name?
Is infinite pain worth the fame?
Yes?
No?
Maybe?
But then, who the fuck do I blame?

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More random than random.