Are you there?
Even if you're reading this would you let me know?
What is this life?
Random questions you may ramble on any given day as you truck on through a mindless path. Wasting away through the passing of time as mindless and careless as you may be at moments.
Auto piloting through your atmosphere just exhaling as you take in another taste of what life has to offer. Spitting or swallowing your judgement as though your critique matters.
That was good.
I hate that. I want more.
Writing another version of what you may have read somewhere else or spewing something that has been buried in your shadow for what seems like eternity.
I am speaking to you.
You are the reason I'm still here.
I tried to walk away. I tried to step on.
I tried to walk on home.
Now I'm going to circle jab.
Walking circles around you. Pulling the third leg as I beat around that bush.
Letting you know just how far I am from you. Physically, that may be a long distance. Mentally...
Not that far at all.
I never wanted it this way. I never wanted you to be so far away. Out in the distance. Far out on my horizon. So many galaxies away from me.
This one is for you.
This world apart from yours. This dimensional parallel to yours is simply another door unopened. A room unexplored. A decision not yet made.
One in a thousand, in the hall of possibilities. Initially, and quite potentially the best threshold you will never pass through.
An open invitation to the questionable destiny which awaits you. Stubborn as you may be at times, even you may be wondering why you do not wander farther away.
The red carpet isn't blood stained. You don't have to be dressed up to walk on it. You may not be known to all who take the photos, yet, you are important enough to have them taken.
I speak to you.
You are great! Don't be afraid to be just that.
The words do not have to rhyme to be poetic. They just have to be the right ones.
My thoughts are with you as well as my heart.
YOU ARE READING
DEEP CONVICTIONS
RandomA place for my ramblings. A place to spew rants and thoughts and feelings and emotional spirals. Formatted for you wattpad lovers. Perhaps I reach you. Maybe I don't. Who knows? Maybe you will do more than just read it. None of this matters. ...
