leave me alone to cut out these nightmares.

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Fuck it. This is not fun. It seems the will to live is stronger than I thought, even when there's nothing left, I find something, even if it is made out of fantasies and delusion. It'll be enough to keep trying till then, but what happens when that falls through?

let me drift on the wind
faceless to everything
timeless
and when the thunder comes
I'll dance on the tip of a tear
and kiss your cheek
let the rain fall
and i will be there.

Let me be naive to the pains
and ignorant of loss.
Let me brave the world
alone
and lonely.
Wing of fate,
bring us together...
wind and fury.

Let me go
let me fall
let happiness grace my heart again.

Hollow,
like a cry in sudden stillness
I lie awake at night hiding.
hiding from the
darkness
swept upon me like a smothering blanket.

Dangers wraught
in intricate forgotten memories
plague my vision
Sometimes I wonder what is real.

Lifeless,
yet alive,
Lonely,
yet not alone
for the mound softly
steadily rising and falling beside me
I douse myself in a quick
tired, stressful
mist of sleep.
Nobody can hear my screams
Sudden Stillness
Uncomfortable silence
Unknown Reality

As i lie here
safe inside a waking dream,
A darkness full of monsters,
I long for pins of ice,
and daggers and knives,
to pull me from this safety,
and throw me into a painful reality.

And with blood,
dripping,
i will walk,
and stumble,
I will cry out in pain,
and know i am alive.

remember
the soft,
and quiet
whisper.
A tiny golden chain,
linked my heart with yours...
a promise made,
between the space.

A feathered curtin,
An opaque window...
now, never shut,
and never closed.

An emotion,
fluttering on the wings of a butterfly,
simpler, softer,
yet somehow,
louder...

A fleeting feeling,
prancing on through,
like an angry horse,
forgotten in a moment.
Or like rain drops,
frustration,
caused by misunderstanding,
wiped away
with your caressing touch.


To feel,
knowing I am alive.
Silent pleasure.