i guess.... if this is how she wants it, then that's how she'll get it
this post might look like one a couple months back
well actually it is....
but with new stuff....
recent...
and i mean recent....
stuff.....
**sigh**
Is this what you wanted....The womb of my evolution....
Is explosive in its deliverance....
My destiny's labor....
Conception of my higher self....
My Birthright
Though taken away....
With a irritated mindset
As quickly as my wound opened,
It began to heal...
Blood seeping from it hardened....
Exposed....
Pure in its distinction....
Breathtaking in all its pain....
Unconditional acceptance of an end by her hand...
And with all the moments in between,
Determine my door next chosen
Energy of my rage dies....
Before me the light of another....
Clouded by innocence....
Darkened by the fear of loss....
Yet shadowed by my own hand....
Cradled in the security of all I truly possess....
My flesh and blood of my body....
My skin sheaths my only weapon from the pain....
The sword is of my self belief....
Though I was still wounded by her blade
The taking of but one breath,
Began the recording of time....
The opening of but one eye,
Began the recording of my story....
Once I have a vision,
I have belief,
Even if in nothing at all...
For if a man doesn't stand for something....
Then he will fall for anything....
The strength of it places me....
All I believe lays before my eyes....
As well within them....
Painful contention,
Demanding attention....
Attention she's not willing to give....
My structured thoughts surround it
It seemed to be clear....
But as i go into the twilight of clarity....
It surfaces as just a thought
Just a mere thought....
Nothing more....
Nothing less
Yet I stay true to what I know,
Even when surrounded by unknowns....
As with the unknowns of her thoughts,
I could not comprehend
Adrenaline of anticipation....
I take myself toward that which....
I am set to lose....
In selfishness....
Fearing for myself
One is never more alive,
Than at the moment of death....
Homeward to the higher self....
Though death delivers no answers amongst the living....
The only answer is that we are all capable.
With Pure energy....
For the thought to become....
A Warrior, a Husband, a Father, a MAN
My own existence controls only my own existence...
Running, I search for all the answers....
Stopping only in the presence of a question....
Purposeful in my placement....
Yet deep inside....
Thoughts of what is....
Search for memory of what was....
Shattering it's sleep....
Awakening the truth of my perception of it....
Belief in a man's destiny,
Dictates there are no choices....
No options....
A test written before....
Answers come from within....
Creating your evolution....
Maybe....
Creating our....
Evolution
My reasons for living....
At moments of distance....
Separating myself
Only to become
....One....
....of body....
....of mind....
....of soul
I will become....
Forcefully fierce....
Concrete in connection....
Precision in decision....
Devastating in destruction....
My pain....
Only of thought....
It's level rising to a point where,
My only thought is of no more....
The greatest battles have proven to be....
The ones of silence....
Yet by breaking the silence....
We break as well....
What was written long ago....
Detailing a journey we all have....
One day to become a destination....
My destination....
A destiny never forgotten....
Only I now, can remember....
Our end....
-Aldo
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