Post partum

He screamed as he fell miles and miles without halt. It was without end. The void unending burnt into his soul and seared his skin as he sheared the uneven old stone sides. Bleeding profusely from the brutality of the void he was only bothered by this gnawing knot in his heart. Would it ever go away? Sure he was wrong sure he should not have been so selfish sure he should have given into the love that would have freed him eternal. He really really really thought after all the sins and selfishness even after all the mindless self obsession that OUr Great Lord Our Master would in the end just see things his way. After all this boy had suffered suffered much when he was younger. He was incredibly familiar with that damned face of misery and at such a tender age. Even in his youth he was nothing. Yet he felt he deserved that ride that delivered him the great revealing shield of redemption. He felt that he was still contained shades of the innocent and still contained what made souls good, yes good . No matter how badly behaved this son of a bitch had become he still had the right to be loved and loved well ....... by an angel, no human... yes an angel.... he deserved an angel... he could not love humans.

He just thought that well he still deserved what love could offer. But it seemed the tide had turned against him. The golden cosmos had finally shunned the light from our poor young humble chump. Geez he really really wished it would return but there was a resounding NO written in the air. Oh my poor boy how I wish you could have seen in the light but now that darkness has fallen and become visible presently it is too late. You run behind the others left behind in the shadows left behind the saving grace of the pure redeeming light that you seemed not to deserve but was God given. And now, you see you threw it all Away and it will take a miracle of sorts to Bring the sweet visions back. Oh my poor boy what have you done to yourself... O O my poor boy.... My Poor poor Boy!!!! Boy of constant sorrow looks behind in sad silent pose hoping for a return. Empty horizon will you let up the sun?? Wait....... there is something coming....