Roots 12 A Sort of A Trouble

So, you want explanation, why it so and what will come.
I will answer truthfully, but the plan... I think it will never be done.

You see the world full of beauty.
You're walking the streets,
You're breath the air. Everything alright.
Everyone seems happy.
But by the corner left your dark journey is expecting you.
Right into yourself.
And you are still watching on and forward.
Nothing can go wrong.
Everything is enough for you.
Everything is for you. No shame!
But by the corner right your burning light is expecting you.
To burn out you from inside.
And you still keep going.
Everyday is a life.
The world is wide open.
Forever will be peace outside.
You are a winner.
A lovable child of a cosmic night. No doubt!
But on the path right forward the woman in black (like an unbeatable dragon) is expecting you.
To take all from you.
And then... To take you.
Into the land of dead where no one can hear you.
And you stopped. Just in a middle.
Everyone like a fish in a huge aquarium is passing by you.
You are alone in this world.
And all trees and bridges are burning behind you.
But! This fatal thought is disappearing, and everything jist fine.

Now see. Something bad happened a few decades ago. Not with you.
Not with someone who around. Far away. Far beyond. She was born.
She was cursed, trapped in the dying worlds.
In her dreams are reigning nightmares.
In her worlds are reigning daymares.
Her life is stolen and time always say 'death'.
Her fate is broken. Her face for forever pale.
Her eyes are blue, but seems grey or green.
Her smiles are faked. Her tears are shame.
Nothing wrong with her. Just a bit of pain.
She cannot be one of the miracles like
She should according to the play.
Under a dark blue veil her wisdom
Is hiding itself bounded with scary tales.
And sometimes in the dark world might be the light.
And she see a girl with a pen and paper who is ready to fight.
She wish to tell a story of worlds and lives.
Such beautiful, fearless and bright. She wish love for life.
She wish to write a book about balance inside.
Such calm, joyful and light. She wish peace for life.
All she desire is knowledge of pure and wise higher mind.
To create reality without poison. To move stones and rocks.
To open up sources of good lives. To bring back free space in time.
But the fear stand strong. Everything is dying. Everything goes wrong.
One of ancient ones cannot heal, cannot fix. Still exists.
She cannot live, cannot win. She is like Death:
Cannot leave the field where everyone is dead,
And she is suffering from grief.
Lives always are carnivals on her hands which one day
Will bow and come to rest. But this is not this story.
Only one immortal in the chamber of fear.
Praying for hope to change everything.

Isn't it funny? I sleep to breathe.
I am my biggest disappointment which cannot find a space to live.

24.7.2022