EIGHTEEN30.12.2016
it is the end again, and i think this needs to be acknowledged.
this year has taken so much from me, i've been tasting blood in my mouth. it's something sweet, something that i feel i should cherish. i speak form a very selfish place right now and i wish i could tell somebody that i've changed but i still go to sleep with sadness seared into the front of my brain, and i still wish, wish for something more, always that, but i've been begging to settle, i've been listening to the winds and voids and i think i am beginning to understand a lot of things now. it's like my bones are finally losing fright and my head is now full of things that are slowly coming to make sense to me, and all of this is part of me now. it feels like, this past year, these past months, these couple of days, i've been give glimpse into something greater than myself.
i want to be quite for the next year, i want to feel all that i realize, taste it.
it is the end again, and i think this needs to be acknowledged.
this year has taken so much from me, i've been tasting blood in my mouth. it's something sweet, something that i feel i should cherish. i speak form a very selfish place right now and i wish i could tell somebody that i've changed but i still go to sleep with sadness seared into the front of my brain, and i still wish, wish for something more, always that, but i've been begging to settle, i've been listening to the winds and voids and i think i am beginning to understand a lot of things now. it's like my bones are finally losing fright and my head is now full of things that are slowly coming to make sense to me, and all of this is part of me now. it feels like, this past year, these past months, these couple of days, i've been give glimpse into something greater than myself.
i want to be quite for the next year, i want to feel all that i realize, taste it.