_ I am uncertain of the nails and screws which builds me. I must let you be aware I am absolutely

b r o k e n


I was astronomically stripped of my Identity. It vanished seconds within my unorthodox arrival, receiving a massive blow to face and head. The trauma alone was not the pain.
Being able to not express my pain.
That is truly troubling.
Words were fragile as wet paper.
My voice had as much volume as a tv on its lowest setting.
I swear my loudest screams, could be properly heard under water in the deepest ocean in the world. Before in this place of infinite brightness and space. Torment! Blast! Is this hell?
My thoughts were literally eating and picking me apart.
Emotions. All flowing and running through me.
The design of being human with complexities serve no purpose.
Good nor evil lives here.
A place where forgiveness and grief feels the same....
Existing is just living.
I can learn to heal with love
For lies and destruction are powerless!
Life is its own creator
My faith as strong as
My aging heart.
We cannot control fate
Fate and destiny are human concepts never meant to be controlled only followed..
We can only create aspects of our individuality to morph into realty
My purpose may have faded
My impression and impact remains legendary...._