Continuing down uncertainty.
My breath catches in my throat--
I can't breathe but my eyes can see.
I have crossed thousands of deserts, and visited a million monuments.
Nothing compares to the deep blue that hides behind my eyes.
There is no color, but a flurry of unobtainable emotions--
Stop.
I can see again, my heart is free.
But as I look out to the sky, it seems to see me.
I have seen a million images, I have felt a universe of emotions.
I have seen a thousand lifetimes...
All in the blink of an eye.
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Dichotomy
PoetryThe observant is always watching. Humanity is here and thriving, but our world won't be surviving our reign. Alive, but not noticed in living. Here we are. A new life, new words, a new start. Aug. 12th 2019 - June 18th 2021 Vol. 1
