My life traverses a weary circle; a hollow atmosphere pollutes the seasons.
Experience has lost its meaning.
My famished darkness, tempted by the bloated hordes of havoc.
Provoking this quiet wrath.
Everything is uncertain. My days end writing my acquaintance, Death, a letter; the pages heft with regret
It’s been a while since I’ve felt the sun. Daily precipitation grows more intense. Finding my sense of direction, moving away from the storm yet, tethered to the chaotic attraction.
Thunder without the touch of lightning.
All I have is the rain.
I see; the truth, the errors, and the ending.
I exist in a place of confusion; perspiration has the scent of chaos.
My father visits my dreams, but he doesn’t recognize me.
The ebb and flow of warnings erode the existence of time.
Seeds of resurrection.
Childish games they continue playing. Those lingering lies were their truth as fairy tales.
I stepped away. For a moment, my thoughts I quietly transcribed—a world of burning embers. I returned, and everything I knew turned to ashes.
Memories no longer forgotten.
Another storm is coming. Feeling the barometric pressure. Waiting for the strong winds, to begin parting our ways.
Passive avoidance
Existence without presence
Crowded emptiness
I thought things would get better as I got older. So much experience to make the journey easier. Then I realized, I should have changed my ways.
The world is a bully that torments me for decades. My experience doesn’t make up for my mental state that is withering away.
Familiarity is now in the distance. I don’t recognize this place. Anxiety occupies the space. There is no refuge for the one who is damaged, no rest for the one who is in despair.
I thought things would get better instead, I’m just getting older.
Haunted by the dead and buried; acceptance denied due to the absence of closure. Grasping at the tattered hem of a garment; faith-seeking answers. Time dictates the pace of suffering; peace is a forced state of mind.
It rains in the most obscure places; the unexpected. Taps playing on my skin. The urge to run becoming prevalent. Be still, let nature take its course.
A sense of panic lingers. Words spewed to comfort. It’s not over. Garbled dreams and nightmares so vivid. Time is forced to rewind. We’ve shut our doors again.
A summer of Deja Vu becomes reminiscent of a love story. Cascading sunbeams reflecting our memories. The warning of a storm, the bittersweet smell of rain.
This valley is void of life. My days are wasted and my nights are restless. I’m bankrupt because of good deeds. My thoughts gathered in an empty space. The shadows tell me there’s no reason to be here.
Our time collected things unchanged. This future abates.
Opportunity knocked.
A choice between night and day.
Now the door is locked.
I should have walked away.
Everywhere I go there is an expected burden I must carry. A curse given to me by my mother. I dreamt about my father, our conversations and his laughter. For a moment I forgot he died. The sunshine is deceiving, I’m in the midst of a storm.
Time’s resumed its pace. We are bound to its madness. We have done everything and we have done nothing. Moments are indistinguishable. An eerie feeling.
I lie awake for days. My mind’s endless pontification. A restart requires a heavy price. All my hard work erased. However, there is nothing left to prove. The evidence carries a message of truth. After life comes death. There are things I must do.
A sudden fracture within the norm gave way to an unexpected tragedy. A single infection shut down the world. Despite the unprecedented events, we sought peace and equality. Our reality is now planted in a virtual world. A King showed us the meaning of strength and commitment; a loss we cannot recover. Politicians forsaking the lives of a nation for personal gain. A journey without led to paths within. Every moment is a story we will not forget.
#Goodbye2020
I performed a ritual
in the shadow of a new moon.
A burning sacrifice
to release the negativity.
I doubted the outcome.
In the wake of events,
maybe I was wrong
to have the disbelief.
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