~From A lost Time in my Life~ While Stepping into the unknown Alone... Beleaguered, Exhausted & Tired, tired of fighting this world under this massive burden. To never sleep, to hear it all as you try and close your eyes and step into the abyss. The never ending cries and the screaming! The beautiful black cloaked woman that forever has come and gone, in & out of dreams or coming here and there. Every so often walking by my side, or the feeling of her there helping to drive me a little further. The sensation of her always giving me something whether it be wisdom or some sort of unknown power or strength. The forever wanting to know just what it all means and when will it all come to play in my existence of this world. I once had someone in my world that helped me to make sense if it. Craft it into some sort of veracity, but now I know It's I who has to take the step blindfolded into the dark murkiness to form it into some kind of sense. It isn't always a malicious inten
