hello again, my mindless muse.
these reactions keep my mind still, but i can still feel the pumping of blood, thick, through my veins.
in my lungs.
fill it with expectations, like smoke. fitting the mold. my name embossed of the the side... in gold lettering... stating 'here rests the shell of a soul.'
so suddenly, my dreams feel too cliche to write down... my brain pulsates and penetrates my beating heart. two separate, thinking, moving things and they are at war most of the time.
what i've come to realize is...
life is only a short heartbeat in the span of the universe. how sad... that life is only one heartbeat and nothing else. i also suppose that without that one heartbeat, the universe would be dead for that instant. same as yours...
funny how i think of these things when i am at my lowest point. funny how they tell us not to sweat the small stuff when the small stuff usually means the most.
but could one single life mean so much? to the world? to who?
this is more of what is to come... love..? i don't know.
how to react..
i'll just sleep on it.
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