Find A Light
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Find A Light
The elements that surround me....Breathing the cold winds behind the veil. I attest for a better exit. To the isles below, I have suffered an indenture of heart breaks. Trying to feed from the surface that I've submitted so far below. Beckon by the traversing fear that I will become my own isolation and tragedy in my ending days. A frail decible of help fades within the night...The love that I had protected and projected severed by reality. The mindfulness of knowing what is true and the lie that everything one day will be okay overlaps in shadows of darkness, blanketing my mood, mental cognitions, and fate. All of these years I come to the fall of my final crusade. How can one break one who is already broken? Riveting into my own fatal attractions, dancing with knives, opening scars, only to become bound inside the subconcious pathways to my maimed spirit. Deeply inside a soul screams in hostage, crying deeply for relief... Tell me counselor, which direction do these winds truely blow? Am I gathering my inferences as I discover no matter what I enact, or pretend, or contend, I will end up as empty as you ever knew me in the beginning? I stand not a victim but a survior of my own delusions...My own maddness...My own trajectory of mishaps of effort to one final moment of peace.... For the ones that stood before me I beg not suffocate in the anastetic of your own silence but the violent revolt which highlights and encapsulates your inner sanctions, beliefs, and happiness. Stare life right in the face rather than avoid the discrepencies and so-called common order society imposes...To the obsessions and the rear-view hindsight, always look forward...Your past created you, it should not dictate the entirty of your inner being or become the threat to your own existance...Breath...Heal...Prosper...Live before living is no more... Find a light. |
Submitted on 2015-02-05 12:47:41 Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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| I'm am very moved by this writing. The questions that have been posed and the tragic that have been immersed in, everything to the thought that you put into the readers mind. For one to recognize the state they are in then reconcile in themselves is the most powerful thing one can do. The one question that stuck out in my mind is one that is always posed is “How can one break one who is already broken?†I have revisited that question and I do find it fitting just because for those to realize that if an individual ask this very question, unless they understand the deeper meaning, the mind and the body must be stronger then they thought the first time they became broken. If the body ends up undergoing further abuse or tragedies then they weren’t completely broken to begin with just wounded. Wounds can become deep and scar but like you say not a victim but a survivor, whether the scars be proof to ourselves or to others they’re battles scars to prove that its overcomable (sorry for the made up word) Thanks for sharing, the writing was good and inspiring. Faid | Posted on 2015-02-10 00:00:00 | by faideddarkness | [ Reply to This ] | I must admit that never in all of my days of anger, depression, loneliness and rage, was I ever at this point, but my best friend from high school was at one point. It took years, but head on is the only way to deal with life's disappointments. if your always looking down, all you see is the cracks in the streets and the mud puddles. You miss the sunsets and the smiles. this is a nice tribute and very good advice. | ~jan | Posted on 2015-02-05 00:00:00 | by jaycee | [ Reply to This ] | |
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