Lost to oblivion
Spiraling out of control and into chaos
The ensuing battle prolongs the toil of thoughts
Entanglement from the branches that smother and suffocate me.
Peering through a small light, an everlasting one.
Cold tinges of the blade frost my skin
Her voice echoes in my soul, resounding the ever lasting call
Darkness approaches as silent as death
Turning restlessly, awaiting…
Over turned again and again
I’m thrown into the abyss
Freely falling, floating
The time is near
This moment of truth
Sitting on a lotus
Peace presides
Breathe deep my friend
Breathe deep
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