Colormewrite's Blog

The opposing forces of fear and trust, questioning and intuition, tear at the seams of my sanity like a rabid dog separating flesh from bone.

The stagnation of my indecision choking thicker than smoke inhalation in the burning building of what’s left of my splintered thoughts.

Each breath a dagger hanging on a thread that could release with an irrevocable vengeance with either choice.

So much love and hope eclipsed by doubt-freedom marred by unknown consequence.

PLEASE! I shout to the nameless, faceless, supposedly blameless gods…why do my prayers for a miracle at best, or guidance at the very least go unanswered?

Perhaps the silence is the answer.

In the waiting the healing and clarity will hopefully become germane.