Sometimes I have visions of myself scraping my skin off. Usually just with my bare hands. This time the vision used a cheese grater. The long fancy wedge slicer.
I am attempting to release my demons of loneliness and false suffering. Break their illusions. I envision this.
I am surrounded by opulence and yet I feel empty inside. I used to be so full. So full, so overflowing. I destroyed my innocence. I allowed my soul to be led astray.
I have forgotten my strength. I have forgotten my love. I lost the Will… But you can never lose it. I have simply allowed it to become buried under layers of dirt and hubris. My heart lies somewhere, still shining.
I don’t even know what I want anymore, aside from the unobtainable. I don’t even know where to begin. My steps take me now to the dance…