[155] A Waking Dream

[155] A Waking Dream

I erode my being to get out of my mind The physical sensation of emptiness coupled with the confirmation of being alive the paradox of which is enough to take up all the space in my mind as what bothered me is without me now All I care about is this small little world where [...]

[154] Voiceless Rain

[154] Voiceless Rain

Decorate your room for my memories to echo less Your lingering perfume wanes in intensity as I get undressed Tormenting clouds call me out to watch them perform a show for us tonight A show we're both an audience of separated by space and time The show gets over and I remember that my umbrella [...]