A New Era. Poem by Aryn James

I need something new.
A wonder that is not found in this sphere of life,
A joy that even heaven can not offer.

I mean don’t you just get sick of the same act?
The act of waking up and playing this game of life?
If not then let me be the first to say I’m done.
I am done with this charade.
It is time to pack up my games and start a new era.

An era of truth, an era of no lying to your soul,
An era of change, where becoming something different is considered beautiful.
An era of inspiration.

Will you join me?