The light is dim today. Clouds and the sound of tires through the wet streets. Breathe, just breathe… but the sorrow seeps into my chest and my heart wound burns and stings as it radiates outward. Each breath feels like I am wearing heavy chainmail. Is this chainmail of protection the sorrows of the world?…
Flickering light through my eyelids. As I open them, golden light appears. A fly, flitting about and the distinct shadow of my pencil. The light vibrates all that it touches while a car blares a favorite soundtrack. I breathe in and feel the sorrows of the world as the wind gently caresses the leaves to…
I woke again with searing pain. The night throbbing, anxiety electrifying my nerves. Haunted dreams, estrangement, illness, unpreparedness, a crumbling roof… a blessed relief to be awake. Breathe… Not long ago, the waking hours felt as haunted as the nights, trapped in the cage of a life of my own making. Yet the path to…
Knightingale Voice 