Thorns Existence
It clings to your mind
Like a phantasmal leech
Nesting itself deep within
The substance of your soul
Demanding every second
Of your prying attention
In the continual search
For the methods to reveal
The ultimate secrets
Of existence
Infects in your blood
It's magnificent seed
Preparing the symbioses union
It feeds you to grow
It crawls along the surface
Of your reality's cocoon
Impatiently awaiting
The miracle of birth
The parasite completes its cycles of life
