Sometimes I feel like I'm alone in a crowded room. And sometimes I feel the most at home by myself in my own world where nobody is there to judge me. I hate to live but love life and yet I can't seem to move forward unless I'm frightened at something behind me.
Forget.
The worst feeling is walking by an endless stream of beings, who are labeled as human and show no humanity, just a steady stream of lifeless shells would could care less if your dying and more if you're disposable.
Forget.
Being pushed to the edge of the world you thought you knew until you've fallen. The only thing holding you in place is a single branch of hope... And even that... Is failing.
Forget.
Reach your hand out. They say to reach your hand out and grab on to the hand that feeds you. Never bite the hand that feeds you. But the hand is just an illusion. Lies again. Trust is broken and hope is gone falling deeper into the hole.
Forget.
Flashbacks. Memories.... Thoughts.. Why... The Silent heart beats only for its master. But... Hardened is the heart fortified with bricks and stones to aid in the protection of your own little world.
Forget
But now you're trapped inside your mind. Who's there. Everyone and yet no one all at once. Trapped in your own little world of sunshine. Of the love you've lost.
Remember.
Distractions. Wake up. Get out. Look up. Listen. There's someone there. Its me. Its you. I am you. Listen. Leave now. Release the reigns take down the walls soften the clay. You're pushing them away.
Hurry
Hurry, snap out of it before its too late.
Wake up.
The eyes of my heart sewn shut to remain pure. See no evil. And yet it's doomed me. Open your eyes. You're running out of time.
Open.
All is white. all is dead. Mirrors standing in front of you loudly judging your every move. The mirror does not lie. That patronizing glass statue reveals the darkest memories that you have been aiming to forget.
Forget.
