Falling out of the world and into silents once again.

I walk a path and yet it's on a island of truth. It is true that there are less and less people that walk with me. But that is how my life has always been. Quiet and watchful. I bring this on myself. A way to learn, and it is perhaps the harder way. I seem to choose the hard way every time.  So, yet again I must become comfortable with my own thoughts.  I walk in my own way... I see when others chooses not to. Diving into a fall that may never truly end. The dust of my heart has clouded my surroundings of this fall. I have no clue where I will land or if this landing will brake me further or gather my heart dust making it into something new and truly of worth.