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running forwards

is it running away if you say good bye?

you let me go 

and there is nothing i ran to.

the vastness swallows me whole

but i am not lost inside of it 

like i once knew.

rearrange

I really must rearrange all this happiness.
Find a new space to store it all inside
I really must rearrange the happiness.
Find a new source for it all.
Before it vaporizes into darkness.

dis·in·te·gra·tion

-noun.
1.  the process of losing cohesion
2.  the process of coming into pieces
3.  breakdown of the personality

white pills

the sweet is gone
astringent and strong
sickness sets in

side affects of nausea
and you were there
with a warm car

There is stillness in the sky as the blue gives away to grey.  I am homeward bound in so many different ways.  Yet the restlessness moves, blows the winds, and unsettled it fills inside me.  Strings are cut and I come undone in the best of ways possible, only to wrap myself tighter than before.  Like a silent still death that will take us away ever so slowly.  It will glow, my cosmic embers, I watch as they don't quite burn out, just dull to a hush, waiting to become rekindled.  Regroup, looking for a new meaning.  Someone must have the answers because I still have so many questions and wonderings.  My wonderings are the wanderings.  Wander I will.  Though a sea of writings and words, the stages of my mind.  So walking to and from, the beats pulsing through and through.  It will be better than before, only if better becomes less than ever, and finding a way back again.  Happiness on fire.  Where will I be if there is nothing but darkness in my desire?  So rekindle, I will.

cos⋅mic

-adjective
1. of or pertaining to the cosmos
2. characteristic of the cosmos or its phenomena 
3. immeasurably extended in time and space, vast