I walked across the plains...
Whilst I lay there I heard your heart crying
it came quietly in the early hours
so i stood up and walked across the plains
whilst I walked I listened to your song.
It stirred my hands so I made this for you.
What would you like it to be?
A key
A door
A sweet elixir.
I’m now here with your gift.
Did you get what you wanted?
I hope so.
The Grip
sometimes it's loose or not there at all
I wish that was all the time.
Commonly, I feel tight.
Like someone's got a grip on my heart and is squeezing hard,
It hurts, I hate it.
The grip is trying to tell me doom comes.
I believe it sometimes.
Terrified, i want to run away, to hide from it.
Mostly I want someone to tell me it will be ok and hold me.
Jellyfish dreams.
Do jellyfish dream of midnight gods with iridescent omnipotence?
I saw one climb out of the ocean onto the sea stack.
A monument of unknown origin the only feature.
The jellyfish seemed to stand in front and glow for some time before quietly slipping back into the sea.
Voids, Space and whatever you call it...
This space is in front of me
It's more like a void
Sadness compels me
Rational thought steals the beautiful moment.
There's no void with human emotion in it..... Thanks
The Bankruptcy of Testing
Hello I'm testing..... it makes me question my identity.
Testing and questioning appears to be no way to live, yet I find myself doing it.
I might give accepting and answering a go.