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
があって
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
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