14 Sep Intro

I’ve begun to become in and out of sleep again. It’s a solemn curse, yet at the same time an echo of a period that is set to make it’s return.

The cold in my bones seems to never fade as my eyes find the opportunity to close, as my breath finds the desire to slow. It is then that I shown what lurks deep inside.

I’ve seen the crowd of those who are holy, calling out my name. I’ve seen the eyes of the worthy, staring into my veins. Their glares are like piercing shrapnel, announcing as to why I am unworthy, as to why I am destined to fall, as to why love fleets from, like the remaining ounces of hope within my heart.

Now I walk this line alone, for I know those who I have taken on in the past have been swept up by tidal waves from turbulent seas that I know resent in my entirety. I cannot escape that pain, I cannot escape that place.

But now, as the Twilight deems to reach it’s peak in this place, I too shall prepare to for a crusade much more dangerous that what I’ve currently embarked on since being stuck In Between. For your fading came fast, though I am not surprised. 

And now as this new tidal wave slips in, I know all to well that this will all happen again, that this must all happen again; that some cycles can never be broken, that some must be met with fire.