Tuesday, 17 August 2021

_notking chapter 2

 

1 Year Later…

Where should I start?

Sometimes I like to live in my memories. A dream of what could be. But fear creeps in knowing how we have changed and things of the past cease to exist. The memories are starting to become more blurred and fragmented. I wake up to with a crushing weight, making me feel numb and lost. Some things in life just leave a deeper scar than others.

Waking to the sunset. Damn I am sick of being sad. I ran away hoping to get a fresh start, but I guess it takes more than being a couple 100 miles away to get you off my mind. Most days I’m fine but there are days like these where I wake up from a dream of you and me. I take these days slow because I don’t want to do something stupid like call you up and tell you I miss you when I know you are moving on. And so am I, I just need more time, I guess.

Here I am getting older, but I don’t have a clue what I want to do. I’m just aimlessly following the path in front of me not sure where it will lead me.



  

Monday, 2 August 2021

_notking Chapter 1

After The Fall

A spiral of consecutive moments lead to the end. Here I lie broken, nowhere to go, who am I? I wonder. I still have dreams of her, the first time I saw her, my angel of death. Not so long ago I was living in a kingdom high above the world. I refused to see the world for what it is. I force myself to get up, but I feel weak and hopeless. I look at myself in the mirror and feel like throwing up. Time will heal my soul like everyone else with a heavy heart I tell myself. I walk around the house without a clue of what to do next.

Work piled up from all the days I refused to live, death was an option but not the right one. What’s next I keep asking myself, how do I get past this? I have no appetite to eat but I force myself. Sleepless nights crying has made me feel horrible physically. How far down have I fallen; I laugh with tears at the brim of my eyes. I used to be a king but that wasn’t me. I was living a lie and now reality has caught up.

The world keeps moving and waits for no one. I look down from the rooftop while smoking a cigarette. I have been trying to quit but I keep coming back when things get rough. I look down at people moving about, living life and I don’t have a clue what they are going through like they don’t know what I am going through. Then I look up at the sky and see the birds flying so freely and I wonder maybe in another life I want to be a bird. Tomorrow will be better and the day after maybe even so.

I just need to keep pushing and trying and things will work out. The guilt of the wrong I had done will be a thing of the past and so will she. Just a memory, a face in my mind that will linger but we can never go back knowing it’s for the best. I scream my lungs out and smile, she was good to me but not meant for me. I say a little prayer wishing her the best in life as the wind blows by and carries it away.

I do a few stretches and feel a bit better knowing that even if it ended it was love. I take a glance at the birds one last time before heading back in. It's time to take it a step at a time and fight my demons.