Embrace our confusion to what God dosent know. Allow our souls a union of uncharted chanting to unknown languages. Our bodies are but shells of walking corpses guided by blindness into the eternal darkness. Not knowing of our blessing or our curse. Visions of past lives are of the present in which we stand. Leading with eyes wide shut as the world follows me into nothingness.

Holding out faith through soiled eyes, already carrying Jupiter on my shoulders. Past E and the reserve is on fumes, moving in slow motion down what seems to be a one way street with no end in sight. Life isnt going as I hoped, feeling frail and caught in a whirlwind of despair. Desperate for belonging in a heart I dont fit in. Desperate for eyes which dont see me.  Desperate for hands that won't touch me. Desperate for ears that won't listen to me. Desperate for a voice that won't speak to me. Why oh why do I continue this madness I ask myself every day and I've yet to find an answer...

Shards of glass pierce my soul, dry tears speak in dark times among my heaven.
Bound in skin shackled to deteriorated bones screaming for youth.
Blackened eyes laced with red mists of the past.
Silhouettes of ancestry hovering in my dreams having never heard my breath.
Images received from beyond my known Existence.
A frail being rose from secrets decided before my entrance.
Moaning cries bellowing from my core, desperately pursuing acceptance of my bounty.
Wonders that spiral inactively, survive the essence of time.

Here you lay, a baby on the way and a suitcase at the door. It wasn't the results he hoped for. The next 9 months you board a baby inside you. Doctors appointments, dentist appointments, hospital stays, the story goes on. The first sonogram, the baby looks like its father. The son he dreamed for one day. While on the screen I said to him I was sorry. I said I was sorry because he came a year to soon and because of that his father left us. I felt heaviness in my heart for us, but I know I must go on for now I have great Responsibility's ahead of me. I wish he could see how beautiful you are.