InVision

Through the smoke I came passing many stumps along the way, holes have bruised me, logs have tripped me, my limbs have gotten beaten to where the pain has become as one, but as I keep moving forward I know I will find Li.fe at the end of the tunnel, but first I must leave here and head into the afterlife I hear a voice in the distance and I run along the way, following the little vibrations from the whispers that I hear before me. I run as fast as I can breaking the branches in-front of me only to find the only living branch that glitters the essence that I am very familiar with. It is you, but still, I can’t see your face, the mist is just so heavy right now.