Troubleshooting death, it lets you find what makes you want more. Stay alive. for ten minutes, then die in five. A minute never seemed so long when sitting.
Today is the day to throw. Away what's left inside. Gather all the things that. The things that still preside. We have to choose our sides though. Though we never split.
Tomorrow is here. Damned by the speed of time. Imagine when becomes where did it go. Mindless people. They shake hands and smile. I should introduce myself with a slap.
Methods of self preservation. Survival doesn't adhere to the weak. Revenge sounds good as a motive. Each of us live our own timeline. There's no way to escape.
Split between choiced, you bleach your thoughts with stories of false. prophecy. Unorthodox methods of self religion, decayed and edge-burned. portraits of mythological entities, a made up story to present the rules we.
We have gambled with the cards. The cards that have been dealt to us. But who knows how long the chips will last. When I look back to see through. Can see right to the inside.
One out of a million, they don't see me. I am to this world as a raindrop is. to your forehead. Suppressed only by myself. I need to let me out, out of the.
Subject to liability you say, well at least it was worth it to see your head. sliced in half like a tomato. Roots sewn by your blood and then nurtured.
Standing with a slight slant, the head seemed to be twisted on just right.. Collared shirt and tie. presentable to who, I don't know. A smile stretched.
The finest minds never think alike. Always a conflict of interest. Behold they come together as one. It's a revolution that has started. We nurture buried in the underground.
Nights I lay awake hopelessly thinking of this place. The more I think, the. less I want to know. It seemed like before this never used to happen. I guess.
In the dawn of dark skies, a painting of mist spread amongst the air, colored. leaves die and then abandon their origin. Flowerless aroma and roots with no.
Handed black flowers. Lined with dead moss. They release the pungent stench of disease. Scorched by the sun. Decayed to ashes. Animated sleeves of despair.
As seen before in a dream. I awaken to the sound of the door. The eyes of a woman. Capture all movement. And infect me with a nervous quiver. No words spoken through her lips.
Thunder and lighting, action, come fire, come rain. The wizard is playing god in his armchair again. Cyberlike snake eyes they burn. The man with the black cat will show us what tricks he has learned.
Someone stole the starlight from the backside of your hand. Weak without the magic, you lay passed out in the sand. With controls set for night flights when witches ruled the world.
Rain and thunder, fire and wind. come with me, I leave with the tide. I wrap my coat closer 'round my shoulders. to keep me warm from the raging storm.
Autumn wind... summers end. Leaves and grass is ageing,. as the water is as still and dark... as her eyes.... . Lifeless pond... love is gone. Rains and cracks... the church is black.
North is cold, summer is late. South is sorrow, surrounded by hate. West is far, a dream you are creating. East is here, and your fate is awaiting.