My phone of notes harmonize chords with no remorse, cold secretes thickened ice covering my deepest sores, feelings being brought out from the cracks of the rocks spilling understanding which slowly erodes away unsettling thoughts smoothing the guidance of my path, Coasting along the shorelines of hope dodging the nets that attempt to raise me out of the currents closer to the sunlight, but I understand it’s not time to see the light that I dream of so I dive deeper into the valley goose bumps appear, I began to feel the pressure embrace my body into discomfort, but I’ve been comfortable with discomfort for so long accepting the pain which will soon turn into lesions of pleasure that nor man could ever teach. Not sure of my direction, inner feelings compass my soul into those with the same goals keeping me a float because it’s easy to slip in the hands of others that gutters the vision. EVOLVE