Awake in a dream and know the feeling when "choice" exudes a different meaning.
a certain overt opalescence that showers the scene in incandescent light from
the other side that swirls and churns in glassy eyes.


i can feel my body fold into the cold, blue and white sunlight. I can feel my
pulse thicken up with bright red blood and I...


caught in irreverant and eratic action, where voices converse over the static. a
tired lull. a short distraction. "be careful!" cries the sky, emphatic. and then

the winds stops. and then the world starts to dissolve.

i can feel my body fold into the cold, blue and white sunlight. I can feel my

pulse thicken up with bright red blood and I...

i don't wanna die. so sew up my stomach, make it alright. cause i'm burning

alive inside