1:49am
A silent whimper played in reverse.
An endless shadow sprawled out on the floor for the dead to see.
A grey mist of blinding desease.
An addiction of emptiness too complex to share.
An icy dew clinging onto my skin; freezing; hurting; refusing to evaporate,
to cry and seep into the pores everlonging to be drenched in rich emotion.
A sting of pain; a wince far to swift for a rythmic rush of adjectives.
A short of breath of the weak condenced into a mineute space, trapped in a motionless environment.
A sound lacking a melodic consistancy.
A darkness dulled without it's lack of hue and a light calmed without it's sparkle.
Faded images corroded with false hopes and broken memories.
Intoxicated with the impulse to regurgatate the thick liquor far too sweet for thought.
This absence of words
... is an absence of you.
Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ♥ஜღ Silent Lullaby of a Lonely Butterfly ღஜ♥Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ
