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awakened
take the edge off my madness
who calls incessantly with its need
I am holding too tight to myths
afraid to gaze too long at the void
it injected me with its insanity
and I conceived darkness
now tempered with hope
there is beauty in our nature, calculated fate
what are the odds of us meeting here?
star tripping through the stratosphere
sending our energies on the winds
to be picked up and then spin
within our souls our memories pricked
and I ask, where have you been stranger?
Published 1st Sep 2022
| Edited 2nd Sep 2022
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2nd Sep 2022 6:20pm
I love the sci-fi angle. Gazing at the stars while fearing the void. Drawn to the myths that there is something better out there. The insanity is thinking we will find something different out there perhaps. Still always searching… conceived in darkness and injected with a vaccine to life as soon as we are born. But it’s often in the stars that we meet someone, so far away but so close. You give them a way to travel space and explore you there. That expanse of your mind is so beautiful, and the celestial body follows it’s lead. Tripping through the stratosphere, energy is never lost but it does change form. Making first contact with yours in this exploration of worlds. “Where have you been?” searching for you of course is often the answer.
3rd Sep 2022 4:58pm
good morning beautiful Kristina I believe our experiences here make it possible for us to comprehend the universes around us...to open our eyes to them...so we can with a more mature mind explore...energies transforming and taking a new form find new worlds to grow from...thank you lovely soul for embracing this write...may we journey on...I'm so happy to know you 💕
19th Sep 2022 10:41pm
Excellent mix of genres/themes here crimsin. I like the soul searching/exploration lines "within our souls our memories pricked".
Fantastic.
Fantastic.
