Alone in the Dark Pt. 2: Transcendence
By: Jeff R. Young
Space transcended
form suspended
hand extended
fate descended
synapses firing
fear–inspiring
trust abating
heart pulsating
thoughts in motion
absurd in notion
such sweet devotion
A conditioned emotion
In abrupt abscission, I’ve abstained ascension
I am not yet free for the release of me
And in the darkened haze, I will steel my gaze
For without my spark I’m alone in the dark
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