Let Me Rest For Awhile

flat-earther

time healed me.

you seized what i had done to make myself look cool, you barged into schemes i was conspiring. i wanted you to suffer just as i had innocently been subjected to.

you were reluctant to wait for me. you danced with them, might i say happily, just mere seconds after we were dead and buried, an insult to my injuries.

silence played the main role after the end of us. you've never dug me deeper nor read me in a quiet room near the fireplace and it shows. you never got to know about the concealed laws of the universe that i hold which i meant to share with you and only you before our ending scene. only if you did i might've been a lost cause, i might've resigned from this world.

but i didn't.

time's up. you've lost. i've made my own laws, loved myself just a little bit, added romance, often danced to waltz, i've decorated my sky with pink sunsets every mid-october but then here you are, still the same person who thinks the earth is flat.

you should try reading me now. i'm all of your worst nightmares. i am everything disagreeing to what you thought i was.