dark thoughts in a nightmare:
i can sense your departure, cold shadows stretch along my open back. you turn away, and all light escapes into the creases.
it's like a rough ocean swirling and roiling. it's like a cascade of rocks hurtling downward. it's like a dead silence permeating throughout a living forest.
it's like a glass falling to the floor shattering upon impact. it's like the clenching of teeth. it's like slumping face first into a cactus patch with a full force.
it's like holding old photos of happier times. it's like uncontrollable tearfall. it's like tearing at the walls with broken fingernails searching for meaning in the foundation of a house with no sense of decor, the body rippling with fear and loss, and the lights all broken.
i am closing my eyes and letting you go.
find the map back to the true path, create one of your own is necessary.