Hope & Insanity

The fine line
Between hope and
Insanity, is
Innocuous.


 

He couldn’t help but watch. They looked so good together. The sandy, sunkist man. The flaming red-haired woman. From their frequent kisses, and gentle touches, he could tell they were in love. Deeply entwined within each other.

The light of their affection blinded him. But it was the flash of light on the waves, spearing sharply into his eyes that caused the tears.

He pulled the brim of his hat lower as they passed. A moment for them, a counter to his  eternal agony. His chest felt like it would explode from the seismic tremors slipping from his soul.

How could he? How COULD He?

A dented smile cracked his face. I guess, he and I have different definitions on forever.

The light glinted off the small gold circlet as it arched towards the ocean.

 

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opalflame

I am artist, analyst, author, poet, composer, musician to name a few aspects of myself. A bit of a jack of trades, I dabble into many fields that encourage the blossom of imagination and allow me to channel my creativity. I dream vividly and view the world through the lens of optimism and opportunity while acknowledging the ink and shadows.

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