The Place In Between

You made it to the after

there was before

and then

and then here's us now

we're here now

Do you remember my name?

I made- no, I helped you.

I crafted and birthed and protected and cradled you

you didn't want feedback, or anything to stunt your creativity

so I let you be

I let everything here be

I let them all exist here together

but this isn't what you meant, is it?

I'm not perfect because there isn't perfect

But I understand certain things are painful in their existence

please don't cry.

I'm so sorry, I didn't know things would bloom this way

it was never supposed to be like this

it has flaws

but also beauty

I wish to destroy it

to erase it and start again like I did once before

but I feel as though I can't

you're all so deeply rooted there 

everyone is waiting for someone

and they are also waiting for someone 

who is waiting for something else

I made a mistake- no, a choice

to allow this to continue without intervention

but maybe I should return 

come back and bless it all

its only been 4 billion years

I don't need to kill this

just renew

but what if they are disappointed in what I am?

I know, the stories are great

But they are...a little much.

No I'm not thinking.

We aren't thinking.

We're one thing.

We've always been one, remember?

Maybe I should develop a better transition for the rest.

Every time you come back from that place you remember less and less

No, this is YOUR first time doing this.

I meant the others don't remember.

you remember me now, but you didn't a moment ago.

I was just saying that...the more time this goes on the harder it is.

I can feel the loss.

The sadness.

They don't all wish to comeback right away.

These soul fragments help me learn and understand real emotions

On this place I've created.

or did it create me?

No, I made us. You.

But everything is becoming mixed together.

I think we're slipping into the end.

We've been here for so long.

It's time to forget everything you know.

No notions, no assumptions, no biases, no thoughts, no worries, no troubles.

Darling, just be.

Be a thing here with the other things.

Be here with me.

Be.

TheDemiDevil

MD

14 years old

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