Jaded1011

Alive.................................. like the infinite skies of the indigo hour

The enlightenment awaits me. I can feel it in my bones. I try to keep my slate clean, my schedule empty. Just waiting for the enlightenment that awaits me.. Rejected by the best of them, stalked by the worst. I still have passion left somewhere in my soul. I still have a spark somehow deep inside of me, longing to ignite something, anything. I make rules for my mind to try to train myself to seek the light. But somewhere, close under the surface, lies a dark void. Like the the pitiful routine I call my life, so obvious but ignored, swept under the rug. As I tell myself that each breath is a gift, each movement a dance, each word a song... I