Elucidating Questions

Perpetual sunrise over the strait

If you thought the sunset was beautiful

Try this for a few hours

Roses entwined in the colours

It’s not hearing voices when it’s spelled in the sky

But does that include the twisting shadows and whispering reflections?

The only one who will talk to me is me

I can’t put what I feel into the thoughts you’ll understand I can’t or else it’ll spread like cancer

A new symptom

The fear of death

But we’ve been over it

I’m afraid of the nothing that follows

Falling a thousand feet per

Oh wait it’s a rock not a head

I don’t want to be with me either

But reality stays it’s spring

And it makes no sense