I'm scared of my thoughts
Its like an endless abyss
The more I think the more I sink
The gravity of the abyss - so fierce and thirsty
I keep looking around
familiar faces vanish
as reflections on rippled water
the stillness so aloud
Of screams and echoes
of deserts and storms
dry and turbulent
cloud faced sorrow passes the land
the drift is complete and profound
I see the dust settle down
the setting sun moans a melody
to the enliven nitewhat a life, what is life
I roam, I wander, I look, I ponder
in the end I look to her
as humanely as possible
so much in disguise
Shes hidden in them all
in the blue bathed sea wasped
by the sky scapes
in the dormant volcano
ready to breathe again
from land to sea, from the depths to the ether
I stand with a very small chance, I just have time,
enough to breathe it all in
breathe out life, nothing else, nothing more.
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This article is soul-searching
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