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A strangely quiet day

I never trust these

Easier to trust the despair

Easier to trust when things aren’t right

Because nothing wrong

Nothing right

What is it?

This timer?

Only now you’re silent

Song?

You know that tentative step out into wild just as the rain stops?

Dawn may be cracking

I daren’t trust a sliver of light

Now now, we’ve spoken about asking me to trust things

Why does this feel like a shove?

Not the way that was

Like, remember me, and live

It came with purpose

How many times must I do this, I wonder?

Is there a way to reconcile every get up, and fall back down?

If it’s put against 今までの track record

I haven’t done much

Oh, okay, except 200 odd pages of

Of things

200 eh?

When it was disappearing into the nether

The numbers didn’t quite add up

Didn’t quite recognise the volume

It’s almost like changing my mind

Who knows if the sound is what I think?

Give me a chance to not give up

Or something

Ah, why me?

This 普通 something that wanted to be something real

If I become real

What does that mean for anyone else?

What is the difference?

The Resistance?

Yeah, the single person resistance

Fight

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Like the Midnight Lost Child

It just keeps coming back

Oh I shouldn’t laugh

There’s a me suffering under the fire

Still

何と無く

ね?

Extend the crazy

If you give me something to do I’ll start doing things apparently

It’s a wonder

Sometimes I’m impressed with myself

What a year of hell this has been

Sometimes I feel carried here

Dragged?

There has to be a choice

Perhaps the absence of one

Your brilliant apathy

Mine

Ours

At our worst we stop

I don’t know what best looks like

The light may be small

But somehow it shines

Maybe in this colossal darkness that has a meaning

If it doesn’t

I’ll make it have one

Response

  1. Pytho Black Avatar

    At this rate, you may come to be some kind of goddess, and what if the goddess has to feel the pain of all the mere mortals, like the She Jesus?

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