Intermission Bliss State
Can it all go back? The mind spoke. Such ego, Identity and love. The only things that kept the conscious in a temporary bliss
Before the next decision is made.
Say it isn't so? Why my eyes don't see every line in art, so fascinating? Why all images have clouds to rain on them... Nothing getting better. It's an ache deep inside... Something went up to my face, as the last memories are to tell me it was another guy.
It seems we were both distant but understood each other. I was able to see the puddle, but it was like it was miles away, yet in the same place... So, it blurred like something I've even seen before.
Is that me?
A broken wandering mess within a park... Have we met? Will we meet others? A shade, and dim face, rolling away into a cold shameless order... Of disintegration. The puddle began to crack, looking back at the other boy's face... Maybe it was time to escape, can this bliss be it?
Is it finally over? Should I even make a choice at this point... I can see colors pulsing like a begging, to choose the right choice for me.
Alright... I've made my decision.
I'll....
̶T̶a̶l̶k̶ ̶t̶o̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶g̶u̶y̶,̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶p̶o̶s̶s̶i̶b̶l̶y̶ ̶c̶h̶a̶n̶g̶e̶ ̶m̶y̶ ̶l̶i̶f̶e̶
Sit in loneliness and sulk, for the rest of my days.
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