If there ever was

What, do you ask?
I reason before the answer comes later,
A point to understand why
the pain is greater,
The learning would shrivel,
The lifetimes increase,
But would it be worth it
for a moment's peace?

I try to no end,
I try to no mend,
Every drop of happiness,
FOR ME,
Why is it pain to them?
When all is positive and nothing's trend,
Must be path-based...

How can you deny the drag force,
If only fooling yourself,
What a fool wants his past source,
The first morsel after the last course,
Think you know, then try me.

Many strive to defy me,
History.. heh
they remind me,
Even ancient masks role-play
my days that I've drained,
Stroking that genius
as if it's ripe to this day.

And it is,
perhaps a poltergeist Mercurian id,
Stranded from the depths of did,
But fresh as the newborns
and their sentence bid.

Who are we and I who had been done,
And does do, and for sometime might,
We gouge at the eyes of spite,
and temp not for the true learn quicker,
Sun like spice and the dead vicar,
Bring ME closer,
For the knives dull and the mind swells,
And every moment worth it,
His infinite wisdom lurks in
these dark times,
But only again to shine from those who see
beyond the endless rhymes
that will stain and sour the tombs of crime
until then, and then over again,
As it falls toward infinity,
and proves this over again,
what it is?
The simplest,
inside the palm it whistles this,
But we will never see. Until then.