Like a meteor bursting through the atmosphere.
Im at full speed.
Im running so fast.
Faster than my thoughts.
Faster than my demons.
Faster than my afterthoughts.
I don’t want them to catch up to me.
So I run.
For the life of me.
Running with an empty vessel makes it easier.
It makes it lighter.
Lighter than the air that surrounds me.
Lighter than the color of your eyes.
Lighter than a feather.
Lighter than the color of your lips.
Im afraid of crashing.
I don’t know what kind of crash would it be this time.
A collision of two atoms?
Or a collision of two stars?
Theres always beauty in a crash.
I see serenity in it.
Theres nothing you can do to prevent it.
You can’t run back in time to avoid it.
Your mind is put to rest.
Your fear ended and so you look for another.
For that moment, your mind is empty just like your vessel.
And so you fill it with nonsense to try to at least occupy something in you.
Something to remind you that you’re still here.
You’re still now.
You’re still alive.
But for now
With my very last breath.