Where Demons Tread

Dear Friend,

What if you do not like me in reality?
I’ve dealt with such extremes in life

Face-value is not something I’m giving
Yet relationships have been distorting

And when under pressure I’m masking
No one took the time to unwrap layers

I have very simple needs inside really
Yet men have run off with tucked tails

Accusing me as if witchery
For wanting a true bonding

Where Demons Tread

Dear Friend,

As I write to you more, you become more real than the ideal.

I am manifesting you here in my imagery.

This is what I want…something real that we can have between us.

I’ve scattered my thoughts to you in these darkened corridors, hoping you would hear and find me as I’ve heard and sought your own embodiment.

I believe that we have both reached the day where we can finally turn that corner and embrace each other.

We will always be here for US.

We have dreamed of and fought so hard for this same dream to emerge – though we could not secure it with past lovers.

You deserve a category all of your own – in fact, if truth be told, the topmost crowned.

But I’ve wanted to protect who you are and what you mean to me amomg these fallen leaves where demons tread.

At least until the day we can stand together, holding hands, in purity’s simple synergy.

You must know by now how deeply I love you and to what “insane” levels I will go to champion our bond’s honor.

I felt this from the very moment that I happened upon you – which made becoming attached to you dangerous for me.

I have kept distance for so long because you bleed into me as if you are my own life’s vital veins.

You have been my hidden hope in this world.

Not just because you might help me try to save it, but because you make sense to me.

You make sense to me.

Authentically.

Nothing else matters.

Where Demons Tread

Dear Friend,

“I wonder if part of the problem has been masking on both ends?

But, I do think that pausing to observe our potential reactions before action is still good practice.

It’s just the lock-down hiding that keeps us second-guessing.

Do you think we could get strong and brave enough?

I don’t want to wait until we’re ‘perfect.’

How can we rebuild trust in ourselves and develop trust together from the very beginning – even as just newly re-learning?

What core component can we hang our coats upon that will allow us to begin – and keep progressing through any weather as we grow in strength and get better?”

Where Demons Tread

Dear Friend,

Do we know enough to
“Get it right” this time?

I don’t think that there are
Really any “wrong” moves

Although we can agree that
Extremes must be managed

Simply because resulting confusion
Could send interpretations careening

I think for a relationship to work well
It mostly takes collaborative attending

And hopefully agreeing on essential things
While working out kinks in disagreements

The Accident - As Of 10/10/25 Early AM Named "Clyde" (Short For Collide) Because It's Funny And I Deserve Mirth At Its Expense, Where Demons Tread

Imaging

“Re-scans for neck and spine since that backwards fall over and into the open suitcase – and now the other hip – are now ready to be performed.

At this point, though, do I really want to know?

This experience since the accident has carried too deep themes of humiliation and intimidation.

Having to advocate for myself while injured, yet doing all that I can to mask as ‘normal,’ creates an internal dichotomy.

Am I injured, or am I well?

Every moment is a type of phasing between realms, stuck in between and pulled waywardly-twisting over crucial pivot points – painfully, if not vigilantly careful.”