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Feeling the pain of youth and it’s abandonment, even now, no comfort or person to make it better.
A twisted view of all that is supposed to be good, burning it’s memories into the brain forever.Countering the darkness with a turning away from life’s edges, retreating forever back then.Hiding the child within, protecting her from everyone standing outside her realm of ingenuity.No one knowing that she was quickly disappearing from sight as she…
Shaking up many pre-conceived ideas as they fall before me, showing the truth as it is stated without any prejudice surrounding it.
Closely entering suites of yesterday, brings it forward into any form of prose.As it enters and flows from within, never looking or searching for words, because they all flow out comfortably without any pressure.Sliding across bayous of lasting beauty, saturating everything with lasting stances of tradition.
Loneliness of man rests upon human nature through times
Talking, touching, eye contact – none of it makes adifference – except in that precise moment of time whenyou are looking for some human contact.Life takes us by the hand, leading us through pathwaysthat we must all find our way in.Nothing but our souls to guide us on daily treksthrough our circumferences.
Languidly rising in early morning darkness, waiting for rays of sun to appear and warm my heart.
Waiting for visions to open up before me, giving signs to follow on my way out of life.So far there haven’t been any, I just sense feelings and knowings as I go my way, preparing for departure as I wantonly go ahead into scribbles of indecision, looking for more to go by as I walk…