Put away your swords, my remiss tone is unresolved. My shield is down, but I don’t dismiss my attempt to counter my abyss in this unforgiving existence.
I try solemnly to fight my pride regressing voluntarily to take the knife. Leaning on no one to hold me up. Falling slowly into the muck.
The last slash of the sword is the one that masks my fall. Staggering in the illumination of night falling towards…that.
One last breath to breathe my cause, one last quest to fill the pause…as I slowly fall to the ground. Clinging on to those sounds that keep me around in those times of darkness.
One last breath to say something funny as they say. Clinging on to one last memory. Holding on to emptiness with blue knuckles bound. Hoping one day my life will be round like the earth and the wind and the rain and the sun.
Oh the sun! Enlighten me please! Explain to me please! Accept me? I only ask for acknowledgment.
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