My walk is one attempted in complete silence… Closing my eyes and listening only to the repetition of the muffled drumming in my chest to echo locate the core of my being in the darkness…
Where there is only me and my shadow that have become one with the sightless background… memories depict images that have become only to distract me… and I do not wish to see anything…
For all that has set in line with my vision has failed my heart… Taken everything and have given nothing in return, except for the burdened weight each thought… and since there is no peace in that my walk proceeds…
Hoping at some point that blind faith will lead me to either the edge of the earth or the end of the world leaving nothing but space surrounding me and the light of the stars before they fall.
what a beautiful ideal so well said.