Processing thoughts of the past bring tidal waves of emotions to the present clashing against the rocks set front of my future.
Storm winds blow, howling all around I sit on my knees looking out over the Horizon. Try to peal back the nights edge so the new day may break free.
Emotion and desires clash together. The More I seek the light the louder the thunder becomes.
Shock waves knocking me back to my knees, the past nipping on my heals as I see my
Future pull…
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