sonofthefieryone

the shadows, well the shadows are what we know what our hands our lips our words reach for at night the shadows are our friends we are believing them— the flickers of light, we are believing the lies that echo through this cave you though— you question the whispers, question the shadows, you question the soil beneath our feet and the chains that shackle us here you don’t let the shadows touch you and so they're attacking; the shadows the flickers of light the lies turn towards you at night you though— you unwrap yourself from the chains and you leave I didn’t know we could leave.

I stop and stare at infinity’s depth, A state - longing and rambling, Caught between dynamic and death I stand still - stoic – the silence is deafening. Distant murmurs caress my ear, Delicate pressure - fingers skim on my skin Afar – for I am stuck within, Blind – a passive seer. Dissociated – I watch time goes by, Unfamiliar faces parade before my eyes, Differently the same – he hides And stare back at the ones who lie In the vastness of nothingness.