I’m off alone in silence not minding the serenade that collapses before me. Hold me. I don’t know what keeps me wrapped within. I’m shattered to think that I’m done, that my brain has gone kaput, but the words don’t seem to meet my head with the fingers tapping and tapping. I sit and freeze. Unaware. Frightened by the littlest movement. Unmoved. And then I meet a wall tall and bearing down with gritted smile shit teeth. This is my brain snapping…my brain losing sight of what’s in front of me. I sit still and silent letting the cacophony of sound above drench over me burden me with your movement…blank.
Staring off, bemused and bored unfixed, loosely hanging, dangling without an attachment to the gripping sense of sensibility. The stone and fury , the hurry and storm, constant relations to be bequeathed.
I ponder the thought that leads me astray, the things that reflect within the benefit of the outside picture. I take to the sky, take to the freedom that has been unregistered and laid at the feet of the helm. I ponder to think, to think to be amiss and remiss the absolute before me. I risk the fall of what lays ahead. I ponder to think, to be aligned with you and me forever to be. I ponder, wonder, and dream, dream of this being rectified and realigned to fit the setting and project a fuller me.
C’est La Vie
NOSCE TE IPSUM
‘Know Thyself’
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