When I wake up each morning, my thoughts are malleable, non-committal, free…
I play with the process of thoughts shape shifting in the surroundings of my mind…
I am free from form-fitting ideals when the sunlight hits my skin providing fuel
taking my thoughts from 0 to 90..
Real quick.
Real easy.
Real me.
When I arise I feel a jolt in my system…
Barriers and walls are beginning to lift..
There’s a shortage of fluidity...
Something has changed.
They are starting to take shape...
They are sharpening in the realms of social cues, norms, habits…
Language creating a powerful resonance in my cave of ignorance...
My safe haven of wonder…
Mysteries become solved...
Brightness becomes shaded…
I am evolving.
Memories run and hide back in their crevices where they once roamed free dancing through the night…
Drunk off their weight on my heart beating every second to keep my body aware that it is both living and dying at the same time...
In the blink of an eye, reality comes parading itself through the streets of my mind gassing the the pieces of me to cling onto away forming gaps of open space to be filled up by logic, theory, reason…
making me more aware of my existence and the choices I have to make…
I am stuck between gazing at the outlined shadowed images on the wall...
Believing it to be something that it truly isn’t...
And going to see what that shadow actually is, making things real, complete, solid…
Filling the holes in the gaps of who I was...
Losing the sense of fulfillment of who I am becoming...
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