A little bit of me..like a hunk of bloody meat ;)

The Lions

The lions are breaking down the gates and my soul is on fire. There is so much rage behind their eyes. They... like I, do not find their hearts to be at peace here.

If only sanity was commonplace perhaps fear would give way for primitive instincts but I stay fast, holding on. I do not run.

Were my lack of trepidation not a withstanding analogy of my entire world I would be a much happier woman but as humans often do I set aside the mere suggestion that I am mortal and waste the time I have ... was once given, now half over. Looking back I see my footprints leading from nowhere to here where the lions will eat me.

I saw another path once long ago and far behind me now. Passing time has little consideration for those who cannot keep up with it though.

Time goes on, it is ever steadfast and takes with it everything that was. True to its nature it stalks what will be. Come time I and the lions will go where things go when time takes them... perhaps there we will find serenity.