The Ragged Journal
I watch how he runsStars know his fateI count to 10,and wait…
Let’s make this funLet’s make this greatThe dogs by my sidethey wait…they wait…
They wait for the chase
Moment to moment,I lose a little bit more of myselfand give in to what’s really on my mind
Dare I be modest when passion overflows
Honesty gets taken for grantedBut I can only be authentic
I’m sorry if this hurtsI’m sorry if you still do
Cyclonewhere have you goneTear through my heartrip me apartright from the startright from the start
I’ve never knownmy flesh and bonecould be such a messis it a testit’s just a test
Enter the domethis is my homewhere I’ll be aloneuntil we atoneFarewell cyclone
The following entry uses the word prompt “Nexus” as inspiration.
And so we find ourselves here,once againat the nexusback where it all began
And it all ended here,once againat the nexuswhere hope and fear took flighttore at the other’s feathersto be the first to touch the sun