Duality
Lifecycle
(The conflict)
I destruct
I build
I feel
Until I feel nothing
(The solution)
Concrete walls holding back my power break with the dawn at the wake of my past life
(The process)
A performance begins, my seance
like a cold blooded snake I am shedding the young skin I once wore
I conjure the ghosts of my past and find something again to feel.
I neatly bury the memories and sentiments in a field of wildflowers. I put them away but they are always there.
People come and go but my ghosts sit loyally in my floral filled meadows.
My lifeless shell of a being is empty until I mourn and find something to feel something to break something to unleash towards.
(The outcome)
I love being strong
I love feeling small
—It’s nice to be lost and alone
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Posted Jul 23, 2018, 9:54 PM UTC · edited