What a thrill to follow time through its linear course
where I can’t ignore the impulses of mind and body
losing self to whatever it is that could or might be within me;
as in a lost and lonely shadow hovering freely
or just some nonsense, metaphorically pleasing.
The vision flashed a second after the sensation
mind stumbling upon memories outside of reality;
curious if wealth is found in the tragedy of persistence
and the act of being consumed by waiting…wanting?
I forgot what I was supposed to be saying…
what was once thought was ridiculed as naiveite;
we sit here and wonder what the other one is thinking
knowing and denying even through the blinding confirmations.
You elected to run and in that I chose to hide
despite the force pumping haunting wishes inside;
the mysterious ghost, created in pursuit of knowledge but
defeated by self-expectations of others’ in comparison.
I am grateful for 2017 but relieved to be moving on to new beginnings. I hope everyone has a safe and happy transition into the new year! ❤