Beyond The Bounds, I’m

Fire cannot see the ashes it creates, I scrutinized, lying in one corner of the dark room, possibly the darkest.I prefer.

Barring the randomly rumbling thoughts in my mind, I tried to peruse the situation.
I don’t belong to this place. I belong to the distant cedars. Under those evergreen woods, etched is my name.  That is the place where the dead meets evil, blood meets peace and fire meets ashes.
I want to lie there, blamed by none, feeling my numbness rise— touching its peak. Amid the sap green smoke, it is beautiful, to see me there like a creeper— twining the stupefied me, relishing my soul. I finally produced what it wants, it deserves. I can’t take you there, for you don’t know how to hum with me, you rattle. And that does no good to the cedars. It’s darker than a blind man’s world. You will extol the beauty, never. I breathe to drag in the grand fragrance, I apologize. As you fail to feel this intense fancy.

A hundred souls with me there, selfless, lie. Every nerve brims with bliss. The deceptive never survived the chill— iceberg cuts through your gut, distorting your spine. Surrendering is the only choice, I did. The loyal ones do.
It’s for the toughest.
Go away.
Beyond the bounds, I’m.

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