28 Mar The Falling & Rising From Grace

It all happened so fast, just like the hundreds of times before. So fast, that I couldn’t predict or even fathom the outcomes and the toll that it would take on me next. My head starts to spin, but it’s not the same. This time, I am being dragged in a downward spiral, to a place that closer to earth, to a way that whispers some old feelings of regret, loneliness, and powerlessness. It is only then that I realize what has happened, and where I stand now.

A new stance has been taken as to how tread this path. It was not too distant from this time, where I oathed to continue through these strange places out of the shadows, clear as the ray’s of light from the Twilight skies that beam onto him in a place much further than I. I have grown fond of the shadows, for they are not all darkness and pain, as many make them out to be.  They have become a beacon, a haven, to flee from the much more sinister forces which tread behind me on this path.

But now it has all changed, it has all shifted, once again. For now I am at the point where I must fight once again, where I must find the things I have been seeking for so long. It’s all beginning to come together now. For only death can stop me from heading to where I am now headed, and even then, death would set me free. While the suffering is not as immense as it once was, I know learning the truth has the possibility of bringing me to my knees once again. But I will not die, my heart will continue on, even if it beats so faintly the blood becomes still; I will continue on. For now..