Answers thought to be hidden; digging deeper, ejecting
folder-filled drawers in a chaotic desperation for the
truth. A bitter loneliness sets in infesting my mind
with a sense of helplessness drowning in the
confusion of a numbing darkness. Cries
are muffled as the reverberation is
lost against the walls of my own
psychological padded cell.
Melancholy moods
slowly slump
further
d
o
w
n
seeping
between the
cracks and pooling
in an abyss of shadows.
Aimlessly traveling through a
mental labyrinth of desolation, while
asphyxiating on the transparent complexity
of unanswered questions. Overtaken by anxiety
and void of all senses, continually circling , searching
for a vault of light, the truth, all the lost answers to destiny.



well done,My lioness 








*
It would be interesting to find destiny's folder - all its hidden answers - yet I guess we have to find our way there. In time, we'll create it. Beautifully painful piece.
35 old applause
