When you live your life like there's no tomorrow,
the world becomes a lot less dangerous.
There is no breath...
no second thought.
You BECOME.
Movement flows,
pieces fit...
but shadows still remain within the light of reason.
Some people falter and lay to waste by the wayside...
some people adapt and survive.
THIS is reality.
I've come to the realization that I live a life in monochrome...
various shades of a single color.
No matter how far I venture out...
my world is grey.
But, it's within this grey that I find my variations...
it's within this grey that I find myself.
My soul...
my purpose...
my inspiration.
Solitude will become my one true friend...
keeping me grounded and never asking for more than I can give.
I will adapt and move on,
burning through the memories...
leaving love behind.
There will be no more breath,
only life.
THIS is reality.
A single cataclysmic anomaly...
rendered senseless.
Believing emotion can be silenced and forgotten,
swept away from all existence.
I have to believe that this is possible,
because I can't keep living like this.
I can't keep hoping...
I can't keep waiting.
I am blurred to the point of invisibility,
and lost within the shuffle.
Only validated within the necessity of your beckoned call.
Once again I breathe...
and forget how to live.
Once again I hope...
and forget about reality.
Just another shade of grey lost in monochrome....
looking for solace.
