as it hangs in the balance and is grasped by
God before falling away forever in a hell of
emptiness.
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Lighting the way towards development,
above.Along ways of life up until now,gathering tidbits of wisdom and knowledge,growing towards maturity and belief.Surprising the rest of the world with aparticular aspect of creative imagination,glowing interiorly, hopefully guidingwayward steps of another through example.
Sliding down a cascade of rocks like a waterfall down a mountainside, undeterred by life’s choices, falling to my death without regret or remorse.
Rolling, darting in and out, not caring what the outcome will be, just escaping the hell inside, covering me like dirt upon my grave.Markers not marking my presence, not ever wanting to be found, not even after death has taken me to my final resting place above.
Washing memories,
with vibrant images,showing me what life usedto be like when younger.
Silent reveries are accruing more often as I choose to be alone in a space of my own.
Never having such good luck, I travel interiorly into the sky, looking for ways to throw myself again from a plane and sky dive my way out of this reality that hurts so much.Wanting to risk it all, dare to take dangerous stunts just to feel alive and take part in the odds of living…
A stillness touching my mind, quieting emotions, lifting intellect into a spiral of thoughts, inserting formulas and codes to write to.
Being entered into blueprints for accessibility when I’m ready to manufacture them in reality.