I awoke to a beaming light intruding both eyes like jagged shards of glass. Just a memory lingers of past decisions, which I am unable to recollect right now. My mind races’ trying to decipher the puzzle but it is limited to restrictions beyond hearts control. It will be spelled to me…like 5th grade English…spelled to me…like codes of conduct…you get the point. It is beyond my control and I’ll say it again, but previous actions were at ease to my control and there’s where it all fucked up. Those imprudent and juvenile decisions I shot to the back of my throat and swallowed with self-importance and gluttony have put me here in a wasteland of paralyzed dreams. I feel a weight on my chest and a hold on my breath which is obstructing the chances of life I have left. Tis’ the evening when the countdown of my amateur legacy will be put to a close and forgotten; like so many instances prior to my own.
I awoke in a wasteland of paralyzed dreams, strapping me back down to the earth like timber falls.
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