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lightLines of light peek through the pulled over curtains
Causing the cozy stiffness of last night's stale crusted tears buried in her eyelids to sluggishly divide
Why must this luminous annoyance trespass in her gloomy cavern
And make her feel
The dull ache in her joints as she struggles to turn the world sideways
Digging herself a new eye-opened darkness beneath her moth-eaten comforters
Time is merely a hallucination when sunlight is absent
And in that case, she can dream forever
Attempting to forget this morose tangible reality that numbs the tips of her ailing fingers and legs.
February 1stStop telling me these things in my head
That you never truly said.
You never truly said
These things you tell me in my head.
Yzrac. Raczy. Zracy.
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