On a Monday, I am waiting
Tuesday, I am fading
And by Wednesday, I can’t sleep
Then the phone rings, I hear you
And the darkness is a clear view
Cuz you’ve come to rescue me
– Ashlee Simpson’s “Pieces of Me”
Standing still and just hearing the sound of ticking clocks around me, i am just watching things fall slowly to where it’s intending to fall upon.
I can’t contain everything within me, i have to let certain things slide.
My mask is on because reality is a game that i have played one too many times.
Everything will fall apart if any of it leaks out of the mask.
it’s happening bit by bit and i am actually letting it breed.
For i am temporary frozen.
Something just switched off and it’s out of order.
Hello there, dark thoughts that i can’t even fathom. I never thought you’d miss me this much. You are out of the shadows at last.