Cosmic Wanderer

Just a voice echoing through the space between time. A chaotic surge of collective unconscious. Absurdity amidst despair. P.S. I also write a variety of fiction and poetry 37 | He/Him | Pan | Writer (Reblogs welcome, just don't steal my work)

[worldbuildingwanderlust]

For Every Soul

In meditation

I pray

My energy

Will one day

Reach every

Soul who needs

It

To protect

To heal

To guide

To warm

In whatever form

May it bless

This World

Please

Let it at least

Be

Enough

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I am just the moon

Drifting

Alone in the dark

Reflecting

The beauty of your

Light

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"C'mon"

I say, spitting blood

Across concrete

Staggering to my feet

Fists raised

Invitingly

"I'm not done."

I find my footing

Set my stance

"This is fucking fun"

I smile

A crimson-smeared smile

This hall of mirrors

Doesnt stand a chance

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A beaming purpose

Burning brilliant and divine

Much too hot to touch

_ _ _

But see these burnt hands

Claw with ruthless ambition

Toward destined fate

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Life goes on

One day

At a time

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With a taste so sweet

Id happily

Drown

Drinking you in

Serenaded

By the soft songs

Of your bliss

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If I am to burn

Let me burn

Engulfed

In your resplendent

Flames

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Sprawled on the shore

Staring into the sky

I eagerly await

Drowning in your

Tide

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Oh what sanctuary

Rain clouds can be

Providing shade

When things get too

Sunny

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The day his void

Became an echo chamber

Was the day

He lost

Himself

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With a drug induced

Thousand yard stare

And anxious twists

Our shoulders bear

A past that no longer

Exists

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With a pinned on smile

And a canned laugh

He entertains for an hour

Maybe an hour and a half

To cheers

And thunderous

Applause

.

He doesnt make sense

Of the world around him

So he rambles

And jests

Even though the light in his eyes

Continues to dim

.

He wakes up

Drained

Hollow

Dead

And sits on the edge

Of the seductive bed

Finding the strength to don

The smiling mask

And clown costume

Again

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Im waiting

On the edge of a dream

My feet dangling

Underwater and unseen

It feels nice

Not too warm

Or cold as ice

Just right

.

So why?

Why can't I let myself drop in?

.

I stare into my reflection

And see that same

Wary expression.

Anxious.

Not ike Narcissus,

But someone

I may not wish

To become.

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Eager tree shadows

In a silent procession

Toward nowhere new

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What transcendental bliss,

This kiss,

That forgets the meaning

Of pain

While we're both still drowning

In it

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I watch the sky blink

Sparkling snowflake obsidian

Deeper than the ocean

Calling my soul to sink

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A memory

Fleeting

And flitting

Across the blue scars

Between

Slates of gray

Smothering

A clouded mind

.

"Was that who I was?"

.

An echo,

Gone as fast it came,

Like a passing

Sheet of rain

.

A thought had once,

And one destined,

To have again