It has escalated to the uppermost volume. Bearing a stain on the skin of my body. No charade can conceal this haunting truth. Stand for it’s debut, settle into it’s tainted ways. You cannot control these improbable obstacles. Because probability says your already misguided. Lost in the landmarks. Gliding through turbulence with foreseen tragedy. The master of tragedy. It sweeps throughout your body like fatigue. Leaving you weak, unsure of return. Like a love lost in the waves of unknown waters. Scream with such devotion like a wild addiction. Paddle and stroke into an undeserving fate. But maybe there you will find yourself, a world that has cradled you in such fragile conditions, maybe yoe find hope in it. Let the praise go to those who fought the current, who lifted the waves up high with their truth, and washed away all advocates of pain. I stand bearing pain, but rise holding onto beauty. I once realized that one day can consume all lonliness and hate. One day can change how u feel and look at this world. SH
