And I find it. Just a song. A simple melody and a few words.
AND A RUSHING INTENSITY DISCONNECTS EVERY CELL OF MY TEMPORAL EXISTENCE TRANSPORTING ME THROUGH TIMESPACE ETHEREAL CHILLS AND EMOTIONAL VACUMS.
I’ve never left that place. I did stuff. I stood through waves in the summer and tumbled through winter hearts. Shook hands with laughter and wrestled with angry hearts. But I’ve never left the womb of sorrow. Upward, outward, forward, backward, wayward and a mental ward. To be lost of being lost. I found so many places in my mind but I’ve never left the iron anklets of anguish. Days will continue to pass, I surely will be a corpse as things become. But I’ve never left the starless universe in my heart.
-M