it’s beautiful and tragic destruction inside creation the start of something wonderful it is what i am supposed to become its less uncomfortable than you believe
i felt the earth shake beneath me a mass immobilization of emotions masquerade music plucking at the strings of my stone harp heart i feel awake and liberated you will never again play me the way you did before
the impairment without the drunk unconscious and subconscious all at once a fleeting in-between of clarity and feeling floated in a fog in this space i meet the things left incomplete and all their less familiar friends like marbles underneath my feet
i embark the trail is dark the floor ensnarled with twisted barbs of metal shards and as i crawl the searing pain of tearing skin that’s stained with tears and blood, a thought remains like a sunken blade. my deepest fear. am i going the right way?
a new sun’s lamenting golden rays lay waste to cemented golden days a fresh perspective levels everything like laser beams careening through yesterday i realize now this is not who i was meant to be