Night thoughts - 9. - because why not
Night thoughts - 9. - because why not
Dependent on a demon of sorts, scary thought wait for a chance
As past incidents, & my mentality continue their seemingly endless dance
Derived from fear & hesitation
Each step is heavily taken, though both move without frustration
Understanding fills the air as emotion holds back
Eyes locked, no blinking, no thinking...both refuse to give slack
Cemetery is perfection evolving into spontaneous movements that match with each motion
Somewhere along the way, far past on a certain day, all has melded together in a twisted form of devotion
Reality is but a word as time stands still & flies by at the same speed
Life itself seems to have taken a break, & wants somehow became their only need
Shadows dare not take form from something ever-changing
It's all strange, but....here's the thing...
It's lost meaning, lost its way, lost all but what happened that day
With echoes of whispers still screaming, it's forgotten how, & what it could say...
No music, no melody
Only onward in expression seems to be the answer to it's final key
To the door only imagined to a place that never was, or can be real
Only this, in it's meaning, it's bliss can make complete, it's one & only deal...
Mortar the silence, & see "nothing" as clear as any day...
Only then will "this" end, & the music finally begin to play
---Thanks for reading---
---Always---