Beginning

There’s no sight beyond

Only that which I lust

My backwards, is forwards

My now, the only

He was the beginning

To be safe, and knowing 

With projection and sight 

But I was only growing

I sought what I seek

I’ve found what I see

Precise in pain

With no suffice to gain

You’ll make it wither

You’ll make it die

Your my only heartless fool

In that which I die

In what you don’t see

The blind that you’ve made 

The treasure that I’ve sought

Is all but to be lost

In the sea of the heart

Which to see in that sight
Is only black and only white.