Words left the undeserved caster. The muse stood mighty, looking down upon ungrateful mortals who had the gall to reject their blessings. A body used to trance and frenzy now stayed awake, dull. Question was awkwardly hung. The answer was silence. She looked from beyond the veil, five years in distance.
(Found amongst my collection of notes, dated 21/7/2011) :freeform, a tribute to pandora hearts. Tracing the movement of the clock I’m afraid of unraveling the way beyond Until you come and say you’re not alone Salvation at the end of the road would we ever reach it? The chains that bind us all connected deep […]
:to the little fox at the side of the road, the lonely penguin at the bedside table, and the forgotten dog somewhere The rain does not stop does not stop not stop but it’s alright, I have umbrellas here, and a blanket back home because I can’t remember it’s not raining around here It’s alright, […]
I didn’t remember the record was broken. Like a whirlwind, the sound flooded all at once, leaving me disoriented. (Maybe, maybe, maybe). She was there, I heard the whistle. (Couldn’t breathe. Calm, calm, let it all be myth). The music stopped. A thread through my daydreams, one stitch for every hurt. (Such a fickle afterimage). […]