My current transition seeks realizations.
I feel anger but I need not to react to it
I sense danger & yield past it
I move fast & swerve into madness
It feels as if I’m climbing, ascending
Vividly clear, the space in my mind
Polluted was thoughts and emotions of myself and others
As I soar higher the air thickens like the plot.
My thoughts disrupted like bad cell service.
Hello, can you hear me now I repeat to myself
Glimpses or deja vu having me feeling like Bardock
Then piece by piece it come together like a Tarantino film
Teetering on a line I feel, balanced, so unbalanced
I move accordingly, the abyss is below, so I fear no
Only one place to go so I dive deep
Knowing the answers I seek lie beneath
My hollow interior makes me feel inferior about my exterior
Conclusions drawn daily clashing with traditions learned
Always adapt, adjust, attempt to search the crevices of your being
Conclusions mark beginnings not the end
As I climb I notice the climb is steeper, the ka-boom
Thunder claps & Lightning flashes