The Battle

One learns as we move along our paths and for me I learnt that I cannot have that emotion and be able to handle it, especially when you say it and well !!!, I went into a blind panic..
Time took on a new dimension taunting me with every passing minute, eclipsing rational thought my consciousness delved deep into my fear of being vulnerable and brought it to the surface with no concern for my well being, moments became battle fields of hours where with swords drawn i fought my opponent breathless and weary each cut was another word upon a page which in turn became another coup de main where in one wished the tyrant would masterfully wielded the dagger and  play the coup de grace thus the ending would have been upon me..
But no the field now stands empty my opponent me stands forcing myself onwards with a pretence of normality where in the vision of despair that's hidden within my eyes is masked with such expertise.. I have not the strengh required to walk this path other than alone.


One may find along its routes many temptations in the guise of wonderment longing and desire but these without strength blow away with the winds... I have no strength where emotion is concerned I will lay down and accept the dagger with grace as I am done...