Emotions remain on the fabric that held us... Lonely stains now imprinted in a cotton embrace...
As we walked the lantern broke... And our flame became darkness.
I almost forgot you until I remembered... You can't be forgotten... Only briefly surrendered.
I as read my books you come across my mind... Causing words to blur and stories to become insignificant. And soon I'm left lost in the pages... Focusing solely on you.
I keep wondering... Did you somehow complete me like some incongruent puzzle? Or did I solve myself after you left me alone to struggle?
Just when I thought it was over... The undertow sucked me back in. So now I'll be dragged, jerked, and drowned... As punishment for another fucking sin.
Fragments of myself have been hovering, Suspended above me in my own abyss of isolation. And all this time I've been trying so hard to grab ahold of them, Repeatedly reaching out in acts of desperation. But every time I grasped to catch them... My own touch had just pushed them farther away.
When you're staring across the room what do you see? Is it really only her... Or are you just imagining me?
During the day, I have a map. A crisp, well designed, detailed map which I may drift from, but soon come back to follow. During the night I have a compass. A rusted, cracked, loose screwed compasswhich I try to follow, but the magnetism is off.So West becomes East, and North becomes South... And I'm … Continue reading Directionless
It was a web of lies so intricately spun... I couldn't tell where it ended... Or how it had even begun.