THE MAYBE ECLIPSE OF A FRIENDSHIP
a stroll in the darkness
in the tamed darkness
the chill endears like a blanket
voices splatter the void
yet singular as before
to confidently grope
for nothing
maybe for the feel of a knife
the stab spreads warmth
in the clear darkness
assured with sundry plans
certain with a plethora of strategy
if only initiation was possible
as this eclipse is a blotch of chains
in the effervescing darkness
where strings of misery
translate into fleshy ropes of anguish
with a vacuum of monsters
the insanity expands
in the crammed darkness
nothing presents itself
and she become invisible
or am i the one who really
fails to exist
in the darkness
2 comments:
ONE WORD - INSECURITY.
and, emo too actually. what's wrong pal? chill man. take things easy okay! (:
yesh... i am officially fuckd ups... tnx bro. i trying hard to take things easy (paradox! yey!)...
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