Questing for the afterglow:
Longing for the time to pass.
Wishing the light would last.
Searching for what makes Me whole.
With exploration of one’s soul.
Spicing up the sense of pain.
To see if I am human or just insane.
Opening my mind to all, to see how far before I fall.
Knowing that there’s no ropes.
Just the chains that can not be broke.
Exploring each and every link, as mind and body begin to sync.
Floating in my own space, tunnel vision upon My face.
Thrashing each and every wave with floggers ,whips, and sharp blades .
Pricking My self to see the blood, as they use the vampires gloves.
Flying upon wings of grace, above the clouds forgetting the human race.
Scott baker
