Gwenvar

Leaves touch the air in solace of ash. Will you still love me because of how I am? Just a pile laying there Like a starving child: your sweet, marzipan hands.

General love is when your mere existence is more than good enough for me.

My world is destroyed. It's okay. My tears will go To the exact same place.

I've yet to imagine how the sage lives... Perhaps, Always busy yet always available for help.

"That won’t be enough." "It already was." "But it doesn’t hurt at all…" "Because you have nothing to feel it with…" "I can still see you." "Yes, when you die, you still have the awareness." "It’s like… I’m still inside my body." "It will change soon." "Yea, I see it now." "Goodbye! Mission accomplished."

I hate to sleep. Those untold legends of darkness, who's shadow is greater than any earthly possesses. Those metaphoric forms of death, those impure resurrections of your (so believed to be forgotten) ground-shaking traumas, or pillars of menace in past or future. But these are not bad. These are milestones. The real deal here is: Whenever I decide to set my eyes shut, I order my world of aware to go stop. I jump, shake my body, back to reality: "Where's my world, where's me?" I ask ‒ Before my conscious world will fade to black. But what all this mess for? Why do I do this, when all Untouchable's treasure, land of wonder is there?

If you had enough from black, than you have to find something that is not black.

I. ever since i can remember, my heart has been stolen by a big, bad wolf-boy. i had fallen prey to his big, brown puppy-dog eyes. i thought myself in a fairy tale or at least under a spell- his spell, as he could make me feel as weightless as a feather and as bright as the bluest of sunny skies. he always had me believing, day-dreaming that by the end of the dusty road, he would either transform in appearance or deed. sadly no dwarfs neither fairy godmothers nor glass or ruby slippers could be found by my side at the grand finale. there is only me left, teetering on the edge of a highway railing, acting oblivious to my own complete breakdow

“Hahaha! I beat you again!” Rin cheered as he removed his goggles. “Yeah, whatever,” Haruka mumbled. Rin noticed Haruka’s uninterested tone and suspected something. “Oi, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you let me win!” “Hm,” Haruka leaned back and floated in the middle of the indoor pool he and Rin sneaked into. Rin had been itching for a race lately and he unlocked the pool at his school for Haruka and his race. The only reason Haruka agreed to it was cause he would gain access to a pool. “Hey! Take me seriously damnit!!” Haruke didn’t say anything,

Okay Internalize What I just did Play the disguise What were my motives? How could I Use my heart Where's my mind?                Okay                Internalize                What I just did                Play the disguise                What were my motives?                How could I                Use my heart                Where's my mind! Out of character What did I do? I'm rarely affectionate So why you? I pride on my logic And my crass wit So analyze where I Screwed myself a bit                Look hard                And way back                Close your eyes                Now relax                Replay the story