nelli-sal23

Lost To brave the unknown parts of our thoughts Our inner child fighting, trying to break down The barriers that we pushed up, pushed out. Trying to fit into what is called the social norm. One does wonder- but the fear of letting go Holds us from losing oneself to its allure. Never ending colors cascading Into puddles of the unknown. Does one jump into the puddles of chaos? The chaos that defines our inner child? Some will return soaked, and elated From the sheer experience of freedom. Be freed from the social norms and barriers- While others quiver along the rim of unknown. Not knowing how to return to what they know...

White feathers float aimlessly- Chaos erupts through the silence. Clouds of war's debris Settle on a Warrior's shoulders. A blue burden holds his honor. Whispering shadows float across the field. An Eagle bathes in the late sun. The lone Warrior turns- Blackness swirls. The traitor's hand dyed red.