Bleak city stare.

Have you ever gazed upon the world with a bleak stare? I have.

Loneliness is a wretched beast; an enveloping feeling of which carries me down the road. My true nature is one of routine, a nature that sits like a statue on baron ground… unwavering, unchanged and desolate. I fight my true nature by embarking on adventure, on quests of the mind, the soul and the heart. This great adventure carries my bags from city to city, leaving everything that I built up behind me, though I know it is for the best, this period of adaptation leaves my heart feeling less full than previously expressed. I know that in my heart of hearts that I will again feel a heart full of connection, but today is not that day, and my heavy heart is felt in each step that I take.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s