As the sunrise cries to my eyes my vision of “god” remove its’ disguise. Morning has come quickly now evidently darkness is so far from my reach so to speak. So I’ll wish for the best on this new day ahead and just seconds of light has made me realize where my god has been this whole time, plotting against me only to coming crashing into my soul. The truth is, my soul’s creation was made off of this belief in a greater me, a being innocently being my god, my savior whispering to me during sunrise, he whispered that at dawn i would be reaching my demise. Gone like the the night when sunlight seeps in through the veins bleeding through the purple sky. I’m fearless and fearful of the moment I let go, approaching ever so quickly am I even ready? I’m ready, I’m ready. It’s not every morning one awakes to be whispered by such a being like the god I’ve never known without it’s disguise. This is my moment, my reason I’ve breathed for this long so, so long to feel wronged, so wanted to be longed, to feel strong, to feel anything at all since now there will be airplanes in the sky waving their destiny in stride.
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