Self JourneyI wake up in the middle of the darkest night I've ever experienced, cold and with a feeling of great loss.Not knowing what is missing, only that it is missing, I traverse through the jungle that is my room.I step on countless things that I don't recognize, moving and quivering under my feet.Upon reaching where I assume the door is situated I claw forwards in an attempt to refine it's location.I bang my hand on the doorknob. I wait a few moments to make sure the noise has woken no one.The bathroom is close, and the only source of a mirror. Light is out of the question at this hour.I'm uncomfortable. I move around until I'm not.Th
High PlacesYou land with a noise like a large sack of meat hitting something hard.You stand up, and rub your eyes, which you have opened for the first time you can remember.You look around you and your head spins as you are dazed by the height at which you stand.All around you are people, some you know, and some you don't, but that's not important. You have to concentrate on the task at hand.Observing the strange scenery, you see ahead of you a very thin wire suspended. You can't see how far it goes on.You don't know why, but you must walk along it. You don't know what is at the other end, but you know you need to be there.Stepping out onto
Do I love you?Listening to the soft exhales of the warm body I'm tangled with I stare into the black of the ceiling.I realize my eyes are closed, and open them. Things look the same, only confusing.I close them again.I strain, searching myself for that skipping heart beat, that flutter that once came from thinking of them. It's painfully absent.The idea of being here, every day, night; churns my stomach.There is one thought that is vibrant in the back of my mind. Soft lips, smooth skin, bright eyes. None belong to the person with whom I'm almost one.With acknowledging the existence of these background phantoms comes their drawing slowly to the
Seven Deadly SinsThe Seven Deadly Sins PrideYou notice nothing, where only the best mattersWatch as your life swings past you, laugh as it scattersNotice no beauty in anything, only your own greedFor you will slip into hell, where all of your kind will bleed Avarice/GreedYou always want more, money is all you areAll the times you fight for fame, your just adding another scarLike humans are here, just to tend to your every needFor you will slip into hell, where all of your kind will bleed EnvyConstantly see others better, no more then Perverted Love Like your waiting to die, like they will let you aboveLike your forever waiting, yo
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