Morning comes too early. And night time falls too late. And sometimes all I want to do is wait. The shadow I've been hiding in has fled from me today.
Subconscious Strange Sensation. Unconscious relaxation. What a pleasant nightmare. And I can't wait to get there again. Every time I close my eyes. There's another vivid surprise.
I remember when we were so young. You embraced my fears and made me strong. Never did you actually hold my hand. Your silence no one else would understand.
(Past). Shine - lake of fire. Lines take me higher. My mind drips desire. Confined and overtired. . Living this charade. Is getting me nowhere. Can't shake this charade.
Headline: "Murder, young girl killed. Desperate shooting at Echo's Hill. Dreadful ending, killer died. Evidently suicide". . A witness heard a horrifying sound.
To rise, to fall. To hurt, to hate. To want, to wait. To heal, to save. . Can't hear it, we fear it. Awareness won't come near it. Distractive, reactive.