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Stringing up my heart, changing it’s pattern, falling into ravines as I try to stay afloat upon an ocean tidal wave bouncing me apart.
Staying farther away than ever before, accelerating death as I await it’s embrace forever more.
Knocking on inner doors throughout catacombs,
mosaics.Being partially hidden in darkness, covered bythe shadows of midnight.
Shakily viewing landscapes through worn-out eyes, tired of getting up and living each day.
Just to stop and complete this earthly journey right this minute makes the most sense.Why go on living in a world that is beyond me?
Regaling in sidelines, watching time rotate away from me in hidden tunnels, perfecting perception in darkness.
Slicing constantly into spheres of identity, providing accommodationsfor future destinations in harley heaven.
Stomping beats, creating spaces in imagination,
Completely surrounding all that I am,giving the beauty of a lifetime without causingany miscreant thoughts to find their way intowhat I’m writing.Solemnly being the tempo and rhythm of today’setudes, while standing off to the side of entirevisions, waiting to be desired by hearts everywhere.Sent into depths I have created, surging throughthe population of ideas as…
Whenever anything needs to be done, waiting must always come first.
Sometimes I’ve done things fast, without a thought and they turned out fine.There is a big difference between what others tell me and my personal experience.This observation, I must remember when dealing with others because we all do things differently.