Where do we find ourself?
A dream led me to an old altar, but I had no prayer.
When I saw the goddess later, she wasn't quite the silvery moon I remembered.
I don't want faith; I want the faith I thought I had.
Things remain...I'll just leave it at that. Things remain. Bad, good, consistent. As they were. As they seem to be the norm. Static.
I've thrown myself into this new writing project and I have high hopes. I just honestly hope it will be sustainable. I've been having to slash myself left and right to keep moving forward. It's a struggle.
In twenty-two months, it will have been twenty years since I graduated high school. Holy hell, that just doesn't seem right.
I had a promise I made to myself if I made it to that day and I walked across that stage. Still haven't kept it. I need to get on that.
Dread fills the air and eating dust leads to an empty belly and a spiteful tongue. But for now, we're still here.
When I saw the goddess later, she wasn't quite the silvery moon I remembered.
I don't want faith; I want the faith I thought I had.
Things remain...I'll just leave it at that. Things remain. Bad, good, consistent. As they were. As they seem to be the norm. Static.
I've thrown myself into this new writing project and I have high hopes. I just honestly hope it will be sustainable. I've been having to slash myself left and right to keep moving forward. It's a struggle.
In twenty-two months, it will have been twenty years since I graduated high school. Holy hell, that just doesn't seem right.
I had a promise I made to myself if I made it to that day and I walked across that stage. Still haven't kept it. I need to get on that.
Dread fills the air and eating dust leads to an empty belly and a spiteful tongue. But for now, we're still here.