this world is done with me and i, with it ive set my dreams on fire and ill sit here watching the ashes twirl through the air a vicious dance the last bit of hope now just smoldering embers a heavy sigh from my lungs my final night of life im tired
I wish that I could start again,
not knowing that this moment came,
could draw my first deep breath of air
and walk through life without a care.
If only I could stop the clock,
turn back the hands, and then take stock:
now, setting off along a course,
that steers me further from the source
of all this darkness in my thoughts,
instead I’d choose another way
and firm within the light I’d stay.
For, though in shadow I’ve been wrought,
there’s nothing here that I have found
except these chains in which I’m bound.
You left where you were, Gone without a trace, I only locate where you are, After you change place, And I’m searching the spaces, In which you were last seen, While you’re pursuing places, I have formerly been, But footprints are overlapping, Crisscrossing on the ground, You’d think with both us looking, We would be easier found, Yet somehow ‘hide-and-seek’, Is hardest if no one hides, Lost following tracks encircling, The same old rounded sides, For at least if you’re not moving, I can learn where you are not, Alas instead in unison, We are both seeking and sought, It is so much simpler to find, What isn’t looking for you too, Guess i lost something unfindable, Because I still always seek you.
There is a road I have been forced to travel.. Waking in to this earth.. eyes wide open, knowing, understanding, feeling the presence of a great un-wholeness from a very young age. I have only been certain of one thing in all of my living days, Something is missing. I have travelled through this life with a Hopefulness.. at times led by only a single candle light, or a fraction of light in the distance through this blinding darkness here on earth.. and here in this moment I am finding myself subdued by the thousands of stitches being woven through my wounds.. sewn by threads of the hopeless. Many have claimed to know my soul from lifetimes pa
The Longest Hair Ever Seen Around by Wintertale-eu, journal
The Longest Hair Ever Seen Around
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Alone I may be
but lonely I am not
For my thoughts keep me company
In ways people often cannot
Though my mind can be
Both hell and sanctuary
Today it is a companion
Only for me