Poetry

Within me lies a surge,
It feels like lightining,
If the force is purged,
I feel I have lost something,
So deep my power lies,
I shall unlock it,
Before it is too late,
And everyone dies,
These eyes are inebriated,
My mind is illuminated,
But by a spiritual gap,
Caught in an information tap,
I know all,
But I see nothing,
I see everything,
But know nothing,
The collision is between martyr and peace and full power addiction,
I'm feeling the friction,
Time speeds up,
And the alliance has lost trust,
Fight for our own we do,
Or be consumed by lust
Will the collision be brushed ?