A Journey Past Our Solar System is mostly confessional poetry of my life in the few last years, structures of a dysfunctional family, in the middle of dealing with mental illness. A tragedy in the making of my brain turning into coal, ready to burn...
This is all a dream, a nightmare. What happened and What could've happened lining up together?
But I can't see any of those futures. I over lap myself but I don't notice my other outcome as I'm in raging pain. The other part of me continues walking across the road, then on home.
- but it never happened. Casually thinking nothing of it, that time I was asleep, I thought I had gotten home. But now I'm awake and it's taking forever to go home.
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