Give You What You Like

by HelluvaGirl

So dark… My mind travels to places where one feels stuck, having no way out as if inside a closed matrix without a code to break.

When you don’t have the experience of anything outside that world of yours, it doesn’t even occur different realities¬†exist.

I often think about the moments some survival instinct pushes us forward, as if our future self would be patiently waiting for us to arrive to another experience.

I’ve got the scene in my head
I’m not sure how it ends

I am grateful to God – or that survival instinct, that spark of Light, or the part of my self I call Guardian – because I broke the code. It is something else to be the person with memories of lives no one would even think you’ve sloughed.