As the sun rises giving birth to a new day it's illuminating the shroud of darkness yesterday left behind. My mind mirrors the sky and clarity reaches beyond it's vast firmament.
Days like today leave me as baffled as a child holding a Rubik Cube with it's colors erratically clashing.
Reflecting on the aftereffect of yesterday's metamorphosis warrants contemplation of vast scenarios.
Is my mind equivalent to the inner workings of a computer's virus stricken hard drive frantically resetting it's systems to fight the corrupting chaos?
I feel as if an internal system shifted attempting to relocate it's diluted position.
Fight or flight.
Today Mr. Confidence has yet to return but Miss Clarity stands beside me holding my hand in anticipation.
These changes are a disease, my disease, that bares a resemblance much like Influenza. Fevers, chills and sickness consume my body and soul leaving behind a fragile figure shivering under the blankets of an attempted comfort.
There is no desire for Mania's presence. He is not welcome here today. I'd rather have modest neutrality over the reckless audacity of a flamboyant demeanor.
Time is ticking and the demands to embark on this day are calling.
Get up girl.
Rise up and claim this day.
Rise up and lock the doors of tribulation.
Today I am myself and Miss Jackal and Hyde are dormant and I intend to keep it this way.
Days like today leave me as baffled as a child holding a Rubik Cube with it's colors erratically clashing.
Reflecting on the aftereffect of yesterday's metamorphosis warrants contemplation of vast scenarios.
Is my mind equivalent to the inner workings of a computer's virus stricken hard drive frantically resetting it's systems to fight the corrupting chaos?
I feel as if an internal system shifted attempting to relocate it's diluted position.
Fight or flight.
Today Mr. Confidence has yet to return but Miss Clarity stands beside me holding my hand in anticipation.
These changes are a disease, my disease, that bares a resemblance much like Influenza. Fevers, chills and sickness consume my body and soul leaving behind a fragile figure shivering under the blankets of an attempted comfort.
There is no desire for Mania's presence. He is not welcome here today. I'd rather have modest neutrality over the reckless audacity of a flamboyant demeanor.
Time is ticking and the demands to embark on this day are calling.
Get up girl.
Rise up and claim this day.
Rise up and lock the doors of tribulation.
Today I am myself and Miss Jackal and Hyde are dormant and I intend to keep it this way.
