May 24, 2020

Steps

by Douglas Blaine Matthews (author's profile)

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STEPS

The gray of my skin is the gray of my mind. And still, the sorrow racking in my chest leaves me just one step from dying...

For the best and the worst, this marriage of character depicts an unstable soul that understands no belonging but rather than adapt and succumb to the ways of one, I remain myself. And as many.

No, I have not a split-personality nor an alter-ego. I am just a complex and somewhat unique individual who remains free of mind and holds onto nothing. My mind is an open space of intelligent emptiness, selfishly directing all and any weight that wishes to hang on into my heart. And there, all love, all hate, all misery and all my confusion goes to war.

Love conquers all. But when confusion whispers, love looks every which way while misery slips in undetected until hatred simmers and memories fill the empty halls of my mind and understanding is left to no one but God and I ask myself, "Why not?" Because life is not worth living unless you feel like you're alive...

And then... I take my step.

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1/28/13

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