bloom, the scene i watched through your eyes is shining and devolving into nonsense as i get closer and closer to my tears.
after doing what the throne said i cannot feel anything. i feel numb.
the skies, towering above me, asphyxiating.
I grasped around me trying to find you, but you said nothing.
why did you leave me?
like having two minds i could still think of her feelings when i looked closely at the mirror.
I can't help but see the world through my face. wax paper; a cheese cloth; damp; it smells like those days that i pictured dust in the corner of the room.
when the sun shone i could feel the world through my naked nerve endings and i cant avoid feeling the pain from all of you
humanity's desire to live on; i will consume it