Given how much it meant to her, this failure left her soul feeling heavy
Reason told her this time wasn’t any different then the million times before
And she knew she should let go of that emotional weight
Vanity wouldn’t let that happen, though
It kept her rooted firmly on the ground
That pressure to beat Sisyphus by pushing up her metaphorical boulder
Yielded the same result. She never left her personal black hole
Watch the way the world unfolds around you.
One thing leading to another in a vast circle of reality.
Notice how each piece is interlinked with so many other pieces.
Down to the knowledge that a star had to die to create the matter that makes you.
Ever sit there and just contemplate all that?
Realize that that feeling of awe is as normal as breathing, that you are a …
Being depressed on a day where light rains down from a robin’s egg sky
Leaves her wanting to curse up and down for feeling blah on such a perfect day
Ultimately, she goes to her safe space, puts on some B.B. King, and curls up in a ball
Enveloped in her azure blanket, she lets loose her own rain
Popping the capsules into her mouth
It took only a swallow to let them begin their magic
Letting her relax and mellow out from the pain
Love that Advil feeling
Feeling like a coin spinning through the air
Listing endlessly from heads to tails and back again
It makes for an uncomfortable situation and fills those around you with apprehension.
Perhaps instead of chocolate or vanilla soft serve, you might settle on your edge, twist!
Vast hills of overwhelming emotions rim his psyche
All casting shadows in the depths where he lays at rest
Looking at the prospect of climbing out
Leaves him feeling exhausted before he even begins
Every step a struggle, the climb pure torture
Yet once high up in the surrounding hilltops the view of tomorrow is amazing
So much water was pouring out of her body
Watching it rain upon the ground on this sunny day was fascinating
Every piece of her clothing was supersaturated
And she felt like she was swimming in her own juices
That all doubled her feeling of being a badass after that workout
Despite feeling pretty fowl
Uncle Daffy was out hunting
Couldn’t find a single deer, just a damn rabbit
Killing the bunny might have been satisfying, but they weren’t in season
When you finally get something to go right
It spreads across your face as the feeling grows inside
Now onto the next challenge
Silently Malcolm crept up to his target
And yet he didn’t strike out at her
Feeling that something wasn’t quite right, he turned and walked away
Evelin smiled, and her eyes glowed. He was fleeing. Now it was her turn to hunt.