They always say
not to look down...
You force whispered breaths against my name, and...
You were my only
regret...
I dedicate this prayer to those with no voice,
whom live within violence...
My senses awaken at the sight of this place
I've been here before but for a different face...
In the hour at twelve,
with darkness at its peak...
I had never played
an instrument...
Though our bodies were at a distance
We were bound by our connection...
The sound of silence
Blindly deafening...
Damaged. That is what you have made me
Broken, for I know that your bitter love for me...
Can you hear the beautiful music?
Hidden Angels playing their tune...
I don't know if anyone here has experienced OCD...
The afternoon before I get up for work the next...