Passing Thoughts

I listen to his bones creak.

Avoid the mirror.

Shiver on the floor. get up.

Call the world your love. Love nothing.

She told you not to feel anymore. feel nothing anymore.

Wishes. Broken things.

Too much waiting and you always leave.

Emotional breakdown. Screaming in the dark.

There used to be a little girl listening at her doorway wishing she could stop the tears. Curled up, afraid, wanting nothing more than to comfort you.

The music was too loud and she realized how easy it was to forget.

Some need to forget. Some need to remember. Golconda, the city of gold and awakening. The city where i was born.

The rain is too loud. I can't think any more.

Her hair is curled. the pretty dress retired. You'll never see her.

"Best quality heart." not here. only breathing hurts.

Freeze. shut down. Move over. Restart. Erased.