We are all creatures of darkness. We never truly see the light until we await our arrival upon this world. Even before our conception we await as a figment of imagination from our mother or father, years before we walk on this Earth. Or so they say. It amazes me when people speak in such
Month: April 2019
Time to wake up and stop following a dream. I’ve heard the constant phrase being thrown at me and with the desire to rush to fulfill my heart’s content, I remained asleep. It is easy to quote such a tale or be told by those who already have reached their own “dreams”. But what about
Kill me not with soft words from such lips. Having my soul engulfed by invigorating touch that reaches the long, forgotten, beating heart. Keep me buried if I am but a passing wind in a season of one’s choosing. I have yielded to such a cause that men seem to fall victim to. Why has
The piercing light hit my eyes and caused me to cover my face. I woke to the blinding radiance of the sun. After moments of being dazed I looked out at the world. I was regaining my composure. I sat up and looked on as the clouds parted and drifted over the scenery before me.