19 Aug Missing Pieces

In a time much different from the one I used to know a void deeper than anything I have ever seen has began to from from beneath the foundation. This erosion, this virus, this plague that has seemingly effected us all has now begun to take a toll like never before, and now we are asking what comes next within this vigorous process? I have no time nor interest in tearing down all I have rebuilt throughout these ages in hopes to clear every last bit of this spreading disease that stalks me so, for I know the void runs much deeper than anything my mind can imagine; darkness that has been present for eras long before I could remember have left their mark on the mysterious below, and now I am left to reap the repercussions.

But deep inside, I can feel a hope, a desire, a longing, that always seems to find the small bit of oxygen is yearns for in order to stay alive, it is a seemingly un-dying force, teetering on the In Between, much like I. I do not know it’s origin, nor do I know it’s fate. I only know of what it craves and the dangerous power that I know it unknowingly wields. In it’s essence entirety, it means no harm. It only wants what it rightfully deserves, but do we all truly deserve anything?

For throughout eras pasts, I have waged wars on forces that have promised me many great things, and in return the pieces of me that were once at the start of this all have since fallen and become lost. Perhaps I have been fallen all along? Perhaps I have never been found? Perhaps I still remain to be nothing but a missing, separated piece of the whole that had strayed off on it’s own path long before I can remember. I am sure it is not I alone who has been severed as well, for this place that now lies In Between is of vast land and mysterious heights, speaking of darkness and light, fates and new beginnings. Time is running thin which each passing moment, how can I find my place in this? How can we all be redeemed?