the ones i can't grasp.
i need it broken
to even hold.
Perfectly Consistent - The worst words ever known.
CancelIn the labor of making a ghost;Cancel by sicsided
A time capsule never found.
No direction from which it came.
An echo from no sound.
HuntersShe drew in blood, and black eye liner.Hunters by sicsided
He dug his nails, and wrote upon the skin.
The little details, both etched in kin.
Their master pieces, composed of prized obsessions.
Longing stares of hungry dares...
Their whispers, wordless confessions.
EverydayThe dullness peaks.Everyday by sicsided
The malaise feels fine.
The solitaire, for those who share...
The silence of a screaming mind.