Sometimes when I close my eyes I seep into my own abyss of dissonance. My brain grows in the direction of a weary numbness… All of my insecurities and truths seem to be placed onto a sub-atomic net of disassociated knots… My level of comfort seems to decrease and my breath begins on its shallow way into a land of desperation. Drowning in my own fears determined to relinquish all of my tears. Disturbed into delight; it never changes… The its of my all come into contact with every discomforted feeling I can imagine all at once and immediately as well as dreadfully there is a distance from peace. A distance far between “who I am meant to be” and what I seem to have become…
The inclination and struggle toward life initially and chaotically almost ironically drives me and sends me a little closer to death…
The absolute abundant truth… we seem to live until we die…
Autora Deborah Godinez 2011 ©
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