Self Breathing

500,000The beating of a million feet onto heavy soils pulse from within. They are trying to reach the surface, trying to gain control. The parade is on, and the war will soon be in sight. Their rifles are loaded and propped ever so perfectly on their shoulders as they march in ranks. The five hundred thousand soldiers in my soul will find a way. They always do. If only they had a purpose for surfacing. The fight is for the fight. Where is the cause? Where is the hope? The knowledge drives them too far. The courage. The willingness to die for no cause.500,000
Though the personalities are caring, they too are devoted to the courage. The courage


War WithinWhile in the heat of a battle between sanity and insanity, I find myself once more questioning the reality which I live. Is this real or just the making of my minds stability? Either way, it is slowly decaying and slithering into oblivion's harvest. The reality which has set into view was that once of a child, but was it a child with an adults soul? One will never know but the walls are fading and the sky is cracked. We that live here live in the shade of red while our bodies can't quite accept the blends of natural life and blood color. The skin turns grey and slowly wrinkles to a prune. Worms do not live underground but in the sky. The birdWar Within
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