Genesis

Rippling through my clothes, I feel the cold wind,
Swimming on my skin creating its own rhythm.
As if my body belong to it, it takes charge directing it.
I gave myself willingly, as I fell Deeper, I felt every note strumming chords fulfilling me.

Ripped from within all that I could no longer hold in.
I felt lighter than a cloud, as if all the heaviness of the world had been lifted off.
It was freeing, I hoped I never came crashing back down… down the filthy roads of regret.

It tires me,
thoughts of regression, as if all this work had been for nothing.
Constantly, I think of the world that revolves around me,
How it keeps spinning, even when I’ve pricked my finger,
Spilt blood meant nothing to it.
My pain held no weight when it came down…down to meet the raw dust of the Earth.

Back to the beginning, has it all been for nothing?
A sudden pause in animation is what we all come down to. Down..down deep into the Earth.

So why would it stop spinning?
It’s how it’s supposed to go, the endless beginnings… dust, rain, mud… down down down we go so we can once again be formed, hopefully into something greater.

Thank you @_classicmikey for your collaboration on this poem. It was already written in the stars it just made its way to earth through us.

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