Thursday, July 28, 2016
7:02 PM
I have drifted so far, when I come back, how close will I be and for how long?
It gets harder to come back each time, and it seems I am still far from the edge. I drift further each time, and for longer periods of time.
Whether life is a story or a dream, all these end. Some simply fade and some struggle to go on, grasping at the day, at the mind, at what others call reality.
A Boat Beneath a Sunny Sky by Lewis Carroll fits so perfectly everything that is happening.
Should I be frightened? I can’t bring myself to be.
An Apocalypse,
One day soon the words will come,
Spill forth,
By for now they lie,
Somewhere deep inside
Where memories and other things hide
Lost
I feel so lost
Who will be fearless enough
To come seek me
Where some terrible thing
Sent me
Or will I remain lost
To the world and otherwise
Complete devastation comes
Shadows fill too many days
All I can hope for
Is someone hear the messages I send
Or find one washed up upon a shore
As I stumble among the ruins
Hiding from a monster I cannot find
I am lost
Sorry, This is how things have been lately. Trying very hard, but not getting very far.
HUGS