Reality Loop Error
reality loop error
connecting all the dots now.
a circle has no end.
i make this lone circuit.
do you understand?
i look back with sorrow.
the things that should have been..
i walk forth so blindly.
my eyes are wide open.
the past will always be here..
i will never change.
the future holds yet nothing.
nothing stays the same.
memory now failing.
the time has come you see.
everything a reflection.
never skipping beat.
no way to start over.
mistakes ill soon repeat.
reality is fading.
become dark fantasy.
im the virus in this program.
Error in the registry.
who is in control here?
monkey or machine?
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The undead.
I live like a ghost. invisible and stuck to the corners and dim lit ways you never walk. observing without being seen or felt. as life unfolds around me, I burry the burden. this skeleton in my closet.
The black
just about ready for take off. I can feel it in my breath.
The way it moves through me. shivers up my spine.
it comes on like love. getting me off like lust.
soon it will leave me. Like you in that beauty.
its the only place… I can go… that you cannot… follow
Someplace unfamiliar
with every step.
I move further from this earth.
This being ive become.
clouds once looming over head,
now just a haze someplace below.
That place.
One I never knew and will never know.
Could never know.
With every wish Ive held my breath.
let down.
Im running out, t
urning blue as that very color fades from it.
Those calming words you spoke to me.
That calming voice,
bringing sanity.
as there once was…
again nothing will be.
Prolonging pain.
Inducing change.
a short glimpse at clarity.
The night provides the day.
fire, the beauty of the flame.
And the ashes,
the perfect place,
a clean slate.
Life is...
I paint with my pencil graphite on paper heart on display an image, a word evoke emotion but will never mean what it did to me when it occurred. Just a reminder a place holder in time a memory as art.
END
breathe that breath. Breath it for me. hold it in. let it out. the one I always wanted to take, but never could find it. One that would never come again. leaving a void in my chest. the exhaling sigh of relief. The stillness. The numbness. The crushing inner peace that comes with it. Realization. and with it the knowing that its all over. That it happened. And that itll never happen again. the meaning of what it was all worth. The feeling of all the worlds weight baring down on your chest. That moment of inner peace, now to only be remembered. and to be remembered as fleeting. to long for. To make you wish the chaos had never ended and your desire for that breath never realized. The reminder that life is short. For some suffrage is life. to suffer is to be holy. The only way one can feel the true joy of having, and the loss of losing. and in the end. Its all I have and have ever had. The end was written before the beginning. Realized too late. As I live breathing. There will be no salvation. Just a yearning for what was lost, or never was at all.
