Am I Back?
Yes I am but I was never gone. you see I can never leave…I must finish what has begun. What is that you say? I’m not sure but I believe it has a hold on me…I believe my writing has become better beyond my imagination. Although my words are simple from a simple man…I write with some sort of flair….I would say.
Each day I stare beyond the clouds for hope. What do you say? Yes Hope, I’m not sure if its needed…but I look for it. Sometimes its dark and menacing…but I’m not afraid. I live in my reality and that can’t be that scary. Or maybe it is…just suppose you find yourself along, waiting for the bus…but it never comes. What is there left to do…?
Never mind the babble, I have a quest today. What is it you say? I think I’ll walk among the universe. What shoes will I wear, I’m not sure. But I think my blue or pink will be fine…my eyes will not leave the ground I walk upon….my head heavy with worry. But this walk is my stroll crafted by my realities and dreams.
Am I back? I never left.