I see millions of deaths.
A million more teary eyed faces.
Afraid of opening my eyes, afraid that I'll turn blind,
Due to either light too bright,
Or darkness too dense.
They needed saving, I needed saving.
They have failed, as I have.
We have failed each other, forgotten to keep our promises.
So now I guess I have to watch them wilt, petal by petal.
And I will.
Before I know it, I'm swimming.
As if I've always known how to.
Or maybe it's the unknown hand wrapped around mine
That's pulling me along.
I let her, because I'm broken.
And lost.
She faces me, with that unforgettable smile on her face,
That says she knows more about me than I do,
Which she does.
I don't even know if this is real anymore.
But I believe so,
When I hear a voice.
It's okay.
WE are here now.
YOU ARE READING
We are here now.
Короткий рассказWe must dream, watch them shatter, fall apart piece by piece, agonizingly slow. We must dream again, before reality becomes a truth we can never wake up from. A parallel and gradually converging story of two different personalities of the same per...
