We wait for light But behold darkness; This I profess. The more I learn, the less I know. I always wondered how it can be so. Perhaps the true delight is not knowing But finding? Searching through a demon haunted world, Not knowing what I hope to find. The arc of my mind bends Toward a singularity, Accelerating the perception of time. Into a point this focus is compressed, Adding new knowledge, everything is coalesced. I know more now than before. The only result being I need more... Life can't ever be long enough To find a key that sets me free. Would I even want to be released? The answer to this question is no. Treading into the unknown; Places where I'll be left alone. I'll use my mind as a wick And my soul as the oil to light the way Just for a short while longer, Like a candle in the dark...