The Traversed Heart

The body flutters with madness. Upon their touch, your mind races. A rush of adrenaline life you up shifting you side to side like a carousel you twirl around in Cupid’s realm filled with arrows where none are for you. A barrage of red and white swarming all around to find the hosts to enchant. For the time goes to where the heart is to overflow with excitement. The traversed heart sees but is unseen.

A reminder of what once a remembrance of death, is now a celebration of what’s always been. A time where love equals profit and expectations are raised. Public displays of affection is practiced but some comes at a cost. The lack of judgement or fear is displaced. A history of neglect and sorrow turns to a traversed heart and becomes numb. Similar to a heartless one, it’s a nobody whom it feels full.

Signs of propaganda emerged and spreads like wildfire. You are forced to choke a side without control. Good or bad, right or wrong, darkness and light, there is no grey area. No balance is made. This traversed heard is broken but untouched. Traveled through space and time finding pieces of a gummy ship in hopes to find a place to repair ones heart.

Searching for nobodies to piece together what was once lost, we find enemies among familiars. Disguised to feed the heartless inside. To corrupt what’s left, filtering the mind of a constant fight for dominance. In lust for change, this traversed heart finds a surprising solace with the heartless and shadows around us. To be feared and ignored, only to be misunderstood and placed where those start anew.

Caught between a war of two sides a struggle to find the right path is what becomes of thee. Unable to decide we travel to both to find a meaning for self and to find another who’s heart is trapped. To save them is to save yourself and in time discover each other through the kingdom of heart.

A world where it’s all anew and darkness can be trapped inside, part of you resides but it cannot hide. A part of yourself that makes you whole. Part of you that you cant mold. Love is tested and worlds collide. The mind split to favor three paths. None right or wrong but simply an existence to just be. To find the truth to oneself is to save oneself from heartbreak. To fight the nobodies and overcome the surrounding heartless. Embracing all sides and trusting yourself becomes the sword and shield to mystify it all.

A traversed heart isn’t consumed by either side but rather a result from each action. Every move and every interaction. The choices made and the struggle to accept what is. A traversed heart moves through every part of existence in order to find what might be lost. In time, the traversed heart moves to save not just others, but to save oneself as well. Journey through the lands far and wide to discover yourself and understand what it means to exist. What it means to be consumed and what it means to experience the darkness.

For darkness is without light and you, yourself become Adiaphorous. You realize the love you come to find isn’t the one you get from others but the one you give to yourself. Neither good or evil but both. A collection of all sides combined into one being that makes up you.

An agathokakological being that’s forever traversed to simply be rather not be. With assistance new and old, we travel through the kingdom of heart and the worlds all around to discover and grow to where we become more layered and thus closing the doors to our traversed heart. Having the keys left to those of thirteen in hopes to balance the world of you.