A metaphoric piece of how I feel on the inside. A journey through the coils of self
Journey of the Forgotten
It carries its burden as if it was an enchanted lantern moving through the darkness its become fond of glowing from the sins it has accumulated neither stopping or staying it keeps moving through the darkness like a sword going through flesh slaying it its presence is lonely but alluring as its past is what its escaping scars of old still itch with a present nagging as it heal from the wounds of savagery done to it
In solitary it wanders time as its lantern guides it by its shine it seeks a forgotten land where maybe it can rest and be forgotten on this perilous journey the shadows covers him like a warding every step it takes becomes apparent its lost in the darkness as its lantern faintly glows in the darkness
No one knows its whereabouts as it constantly moves about enchanted by its sins itll forever try seek atonement so it can finally find the land of the forgotten to rest its paws and burdens for it's been a long journey through the wilderness yet the time hasnt came to rest yet so itll continue to journey through the darkness
lovenotes_from_carolynYou're more than welcome birthday boy! Actually, I've been reading and reposting all along, but I was using a temporary account with no posts, due to an ongoing issue I've been dealing with. I wasn't commenting through that account, so it probably went unnoticed. Anyway, I was glad to read this.