Theshiggityshwa

I can still see you... listening to your music, gazing at the morning sky while you walked through that emerald sea of grass. You stumbled a bit as you trotted up that serene mound of Earth. But not once did you bow your head to sight your footing. You just kept staring into the blue. Just what you were trying to acheive out there on your own, i will never know. Nor will I know how a man of such a fractured past could keep his faith in humanity and himself, But i do know that the only company you had was the pasture around you. And you seemed sheltered from the earthly desires that lay in your path. You were one with yourself, yet again. Yo

trapped in a nightmare. But I find a possibility. no where to go now as you're pouring out your sympathy. Making it brighter as you whisper things into my ears. Take it in good stride, but by morning I'll know not a thing you said. Can I ask for tommorow when I know deep down I'm so afraid? Can I ask for forgiveness as the holes I dig turn into graves? Can't help but wonder if I'll make it through to another day. The strings of the sirens skim the waters of the lonely waves. Tempted to drink it straight, But resist to hold my promises. Spilling my heartsblood over things they tell me not to test. Is there some kind of reason for thi