Oblivion

Today I resisted reaching oblivion, no respite. No sweet numbing and forgetting. I resisted, I feel and I remember.

Missing

Missing a piece, or missing the rest of the jigsaw? Broken. Camouflaged, those passing by neither see nor care.

Matters not?

Sometimes I just feel like I don't matter to anybody. I probably don't. Why should I?

Tunnel vision

The view I see, help me if you want but I see no other. I have always travelled along in the darkness and I have constantly always hoped to see the light, but I never have. I just have never been able to dwell in the light, I have felt in darkness always, is that the place I belong? Somewhere along the lines my personality got screwed up - but someplace inside my soul there's some good, something worthwhile? Is there? I wish. Maybe not, maybe they are all all right and I'm just one my own worst demon.. I am just my own worst enemy, my own destroyer?

The final destination

They reached the final destination at the end of their respected journeys, wherever it was they had all been heading they met in the same place. That place was the gloomy avenue of headstones in the cemetery. Choose your plot but be in no hurry to use it as the lights will go out for all eternity.

Flight over the dark souls

I soar, soar above all of you, lowly dwellers of the earth, I confess that my soul is black and heavy. So leaden is my heart, yet it does not weigh me down insufferbly yet. Each knock and disappointment adds an ounce to the weight of my heart. It is my soul that is dark not yours yet and I soar above you. Darkness can fly in silence.

From the light into the darkness

I don't know when I stumbled from the light into to the darkness, in the shadows my senses are numbed. It feels a long time since I made daisy chains on the lawn as a child. In the Summer when the sun's heat beat down on my hair and made it shine. Was I happy then? I can't remember.