Graceful

“The Minotaur is playing with my head, the paranoid voices are swimming around and around looking for a sign of weakness, I can already feel myself wanting to give in and admit that the voices are right, to admit that the Minotaur has won at long last but I keep pushing forward against this torrent of woe, I must not give in. I can see the way out just in front of me and I hear the Minotaur howling in protest as I soar into the skies away from the darkness below. I’ve made it into Limbo but the paranoia is still chasing after my shadow but I ignore it. I carry on towards Paradise, smiling now as I think of you my sweet prince, I think of the hour’s we will share in each other’s arms and I think of my freedom in Paradise, tomorrow will be the start of a new day to new year, tomorrow I will not need to worry or panic, tomorrow I will let my hair down as we wonder infinitely in Paradise”~ random thought