Excising the ebony of sadness for a while as brain cells are exercised and given free rein to express any exposed scenes transpiring before me.
Scattering all senses, letting them reiterate their purposes in a variety of ways, leaving their impressions on paper for anyone to read.
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Searing pain, cutting through an intense silence, touching dreams of individual measures with a lilting voice.
Treasuring life with anecdotal thoughts kept hidden from view, while placating a heart of bluest sadness, springing from within.
Tackling problems through an intellect of choice, selecting many purposes to alleviate past hurts and develop them into future hope and dreams until midnight’s of life come to pass.
Finding almost nothing to count on, learning to rely on nothing, but intuition and innate wisdom.Learning always to seek answers from abstracted knowledge and tallying breathless energy from counting blessings into atmospheres of tomorrow.
Whistling down avenues of life,
and place them in my mind’s memories.Resisting temptations every momentof transpiring solitude.Beginning an easy gait, as walkingdown shady lanes, I remember to prayand listen for God’s answer.
Revolving through life, watching how people feel as
Seeing emotions expand and develop daily without anyprodding whatsoever.A clean, pure unadulterated epitaph of mystery andstrife never fathomed before our deaths.We struggle with questions that never are answered,bewildered with sorrow and sadness, yet laughterfilters through to keep us sane and living.Even if it’s a mere existence, at least we havesomething to think about, we just…