Reclaim.

Welcome to the endpoint

The by-product of the 72 hour turnover

Emotional re-assessment

Recalling what makes me so different

Its not the pondering;

Ruminating, on the already lost

Or wallowing in despair

Embracing the phantom pain

From external sources.

My approach to life

Makes little sense to others,

No matter, for their opinions

Are but wisps in the wind,

I am not a pawn on these four borders

This checkered grid

No, for I am that which holds

The chess board. 

A human will be the last thing

That contains the many dimensions

My character exhibits 

Through their own short-comings;

I will not let a fragment

Of my collective being

Be that which makes me

Deviate from my dreams.

For I draw the borders

Of my mental capacity,

I marshal the intergalactic thought process,

I give direction to thoughts that manifest

Straight out of deep space,

Never-mind the velocity,

The trickling in, of negative energy

Warp speeds mean nothing to me

Anger, depression, I fight

Through knowledge siphoned

From Interplanetary rifts

Making intrinsic, a dialect

Only a few know exists:

Being aware

Of a bigger world

That awaits us;

Out there.

 – Original-Dante ©2017

Art by:  cosmicbound