Light burns through bruised blackness, its purple indigo scars fading, healing. The golden color washing it all away with graceful, elegant strokes. I'm caught in between. Torn and jealous, excited and confident. But I'm just not ready.
But I am.
Am I?
Every thought slips away as night changes to day.
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Sometimes enlightenment. Can feel like a punishment. You can never not know. What you all ready do. You can never forget. Knowledge causing upset. You can never unwind. The pre-existing time.
A human mind, a cursed thing, is so defined by gifts it can bring. A lonely thought. A solemn word so scarcely bought and never heard. It lives inside and slowly fades with every lie.
So I'm a maniac. Doesn't matter because. So are you. I run through the nights a full speed. I run through my life at full speed. Oozing cravings. Drinking wants and needs. You are the same as me.
Your soul called me today. And told me that your secrets lay. Inside your heart where I can't see. Invisible from the world, so you'll never be free.
How must this look within your eyes. Do you think me of as disgusting, Or plain full of lies. What do you think of what I am. Do you think I terrible, and should be damned.
The secrets that I keep. As I try to fall asleep. Are so many and so numerous. They prevent me counting sheep. They would lay my soul bare. Should they ever come to air. I sometimes get to wondering.
From my brain to my heart… this is all that has to be said.
I can't remember. What those dreams were about. Only bits and fragments. Giving me lots of doubt. I can't remember. But I'll do my best. To tell you why. They woke me from my rest. I can't remember.
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