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I am dust

In the begging, I was all there was



I made up your galaxies, your sun, your moon, your world, every star in the sky



I am in all places, I have been all places, bits and pieces of everything, everywhere



I conceal and encase your secrets, your history, things you may never recollect again



And you let me, because you know that I make no sound, I never have, I never will



I have watched many of my dreams crumble like blue jay feathers, only adding to my entirety, my will



Pain is infinite, so am I



One way or another you will join me one day



Because if one thing is finite, it’s your body



Sitting in pretty jars, becoming part of the earth, take your pick, it makes no difference to me



And your resolve, like mine, will live on forevermore



Breathtaking and strange in the light



Revered and well-kept in the dark



I am a promise from the heavens that some things never truly disappear

Desert sand coats my insides, colder than hell itself



I am buried, done, a part of the magnificent nothing that is our earth



shards of agate are jammed under my fingernails,about five inches long, providing an escape, a way to claw myself out of this

new world of mine



the very idea of that is agonizing



i'll just stay low, where it is safe, where the is no pain, no light, no thoughts, no existence



for if you cant feel, your not real



That word, “real”, slams itself through my head like a bullet



the first tangible thought i've had since i've come to this place



it it true that I no longer exist? That I am no longer among the living?



I had so much more to tell you, so much more to say



I wont vanish



my eyelids spasm, when they tear themselves open, the first thing they see it the blackness



it is something ive felt, but never truly examined, it will make a great companion in the existence to come, along with the searing light I sense above



I twitch my fingers, stabs of the pain I have refused myself so long shoot their way up my arms



as I dig my fingernails into the sand, the stones dig deeper into my fingers



blackish crimson flows out from them steadily, I want to cry from the beauty of it, the first color I have seen with my own eyes in far too long



the beautiful agony convulses through my body as I make my way to the surface



my blood soaked hands are the first to break through



the sand somehow disappears from the rest of my body as I pull myself up, leaving me radiant and new



I look around



turns out there is no desert, but a green meadow full of life, thriving, with bordering trees that bear so many fruits, so many choices



they are all within my reach