2:30am Walk In Darkness

"Sometimes you have to confront your fears in order to settle your mind's chaos" Jonathan Edward
I went out for a walk at 2:30am, having feelings in my mind of turbulence. Like a wrecking ball crashing through a heart that had already established permanence. Walking through the streets with my eyes closed in darkness feeling irrelevant. Like my soul's destruction was eminent. How did I not see it coming when clearly there was evidence? Was I not being eloquent? Did I portray some sort of vagrancy not behaving elegant? Without a set of footprints by my side all I feel is chaos and pestilence. A rage like a transforming Bruce Banner and wickedness like Maleficent. I wish I could put two things together to equal one like a geneticist. What I mean is prove that 1+1=1 like a Beautiful Mind gifted in mathematics. I could write it all out like a thesis, my pen performing literary acrobatics. I hope I'm not sounding too dramatic. These hrartbreaking thoughts in my cerebrum are firing off like high caliber fully automatics. I really wish I knew what to do as if I was telepathic. I'm drowning, not even in water grasping for air like an asthmatic. But there's no need to worry, I won't be doing anything dramatic. An extremely tough life lesson, I'll just have to rearrange my tactics...
Jonathan El Poeta 
7/17/2018