This trilogy should have been titled
Insomnia. I battle sleep like the oceans battle the full moon. Quiet nights create a
marathon of thought. Riddles without answers and tomorrows without
memory.
Dark emotions ooze from a fissure in my
soul. Failure. Fear. Insecurity. They lingered like an
incurable cold. Mix-matched puzzle pieces, stare into the shapes of a life
and love. Turning and twisting each piece to give it reason to fit.
I want to create a masterpiece from my empty heart.
Could you stand on top of a Mountain and
scream? I did. I heard the echo resonate through the valleys and
carried by the winds. I closed my eyes and prayed it would reach your soul.
If you fall and feel the sting of the
hurt, let my voice sooth your skin. Let the warmth of my heart hold you
together. Let my love make your skin feel evening mist and morning dew.
Fall asleep to my heartbeat.
Me
