the only thing that provides solace
in a time of utter confusion,
lack of stability, pain
are chuck schuldiner's words.
as he once wrote:
"See past the dark
And use your energy
Learn from these images
Thoughts that we call dreams."
so i grasp wildly through the dark
to find meaning
before the dreams are forgotten when I wake;
it is the only thing keeping me sane.
if he were alive today,
he would speak truth to injustice
in the most poetic way imaginable,
a way I know I would feel too.
idek what this was honestly