in my pain and wondering, the sky stared down dispassionate
the million tears i cried, the river swallowed them all without a thought
i shouted into the wind, but its forgetting was always louder
reflection
9:42pm wednesday, 30th may
My child won't suffer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
きる-う|
1:37am monday, 4th june
We created this tumultuous tranquility alone:
A paradox that has yet to exist in full context.
We are one, and in us, it is real; though alive, all is empty.