Ego soar’s incredibly, happiness circles the body, and i feel the warmth exiting… The shell becomes punctured to the other side… My old self dies off – my soul releases – i’m reborn – a cloudy-spirit ascends, i begin gravitating, over my body. I look in every direction, notice every detail. I look upon my old self – my body appears projecting a painting of everything i went through And the end is freedom, from the past destructiveness. It feels surreal, overwhelming my spirt, I begin to “hover” away from the scene of the crime….
My sadness descends – dangerously low… i feel like I’m headed towards a rocky death… She wants too much of me, she’ll take everything i possess and give me a cold shoulder, an angry face… she forgets the times that i’ve given much…. i’ve supported her, helped build her being… but all this is forgotten in the heat of the moment. her eyes penetrate me, i sink into depression….. I feel lifeless once the eyes hit me. I feel unsupported and betrayed. I thought she was excellent… i’m finding that she’s like the rest… an illusive conquest. Her imagery is fake, it’s see thru, like the ghosts she once fancied. she wanted little today, yet held it like it was her one dream through-out her life… her last cigarette. I fear i’ll fall, and she won’t be there to catch me, because even though her shoulders cold… it’s friendly to me. it cared when nobody else did, so i walk towards the devilish bone. But i fear there will be more sacrifices and feelings going upwards… that i’ll have to face, that’ll later haunt me, alike her presence…
New homes become old houses, and through the death of time, become ruins. The skin on the face ages through-out our lives, the skins elasticity becomes lesser. And the sun stops shining where it once had, when the landed needed it to shine most, the sun couldn’t continue heating the land… Humanity couldn’t give it enough gifts, enough respect… It regressed, and turned inwards. But never fully disappeared. like the home that we once stayed. And the sun we once needed, lifeless; within the home, it was cheery, the happiness was quite unmeasurable compare to anything around, but the family was greedy… The parents within the home started to plant unstable corn, for mere profits. and day by day, the daughter had become more sick. She died soon after, the crops were ridden with GMO’s. She contracted cancer, and quickly started to age. Her heart, throughout the months stopped beating a happy rhythm, and it too, seized. and through the much heart break, eventually one-by-one, the members within the house slowly began to die to off. the youngest parent, lead the sheep within the home to the slaughter…. But still the home stands. mostly, which has become rubble… the sun still shines, however never thru-out the windows of the home, because this home only knows materialistic ways and greedy individuals. the sun, it once loved too much, cared enough for the masses, but the hippy vibes, felt throughout the land, were not enough to support both humanity and the environment, they contradicted each other. So eventually the environment took back everything it allowed… But still their bank account remains large.
battling the shadows within my mind, a constant fight. they’re using more sophisticated weaponry, advanced targeting systems, spiralling around my mind, detaching reality from within, betraying my beliefs, my agenda…. it feels as-if everything i’ve done in the name of a better life is for nothing, the hard times will be forever… I look to my friends and family for support, but i’m alone. it’s time to call it quits… but something in me keeps wanting what i cannot have. wanting the best. So that side of me will not give up, it moves forward and drags the other side, along… Forever in a constant cycle, of what feels good, mixed with what would be make the best results… so i strengthen up and build myself a future that i’ll be proud of. Forever running a marathon that i may complete…. cycling to my goals in a constant way, playing catchup with what’s not meant for me.