We simply have MUCH too much time on our hands to think.

What colour would it be, that time that we think?

If time was ink.

Would it be pink?

Or p...

You cried and it rained

You let out an exasperated sigh and the winds blew high

You spun and...

A strangled cry that resonates with me.

Why?

Because I finally broke my years of silence. 

 

You tried to steal a kiss, and from it, I stole your heart. 

Words; Idiot and Fool are all just words.

It is YOU that give them meaning. 

You sister, are all the stars can see

You sister, are bright as bright can be.

You feel battered and beaten.

Like life's given you no breaks. 

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Have you ever wondered how strange it is to be anything at all? 

To have consciousness and thought. 

To be more than anything we've ever brought or taught?

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On the brink of destruction we'll look to the horizon and ask the skies why.

Why do you not show us mercy?

Because mercy is merely a word of your own creation.

Wh...

There walks a faceless man you knew gone awry
What you fail to notice are the horrors that pry
His heart will tell of tragedies unspoken
That no one will see until they're awoken

It's no longer anger; it's defeat. 

Ironically enough, the Matchmakers match was not made in Heaven. 

 

I often think of escape. The thought of it pervades my mind and serves as only a fine thread keeping me sane. The notion of escape is nearly too much to bear, quickly overwhelming me with ...