fight

The cadence in her chest would not be tapered towards silence. She would not allow the black of night to seduce her to disappear beneath the weight of the world.

behind me lies another fallen soldier

Darkness is all the more suffocating and black when darkness is chosen. I was lost in a deeper unknown because I shut my eyes to the light. I myself am wounded and I have hurt so many others. Can Your hand reach down into this pit I have made? Can You save me?

victory

Everything is meaningless so defy the systemic infirmities of this messy world: destroy darkness, deconstruct definitions, demolish despondency. Gather the liberated shards and piece them together to build meaning. Construct something worth living for.

a pensive loop

Cycles and cascades of thought have always inhibited me from both action and communication.