what if light were dark. trees were water. or i didnt love you. i dont recall this many wrinkles on my hands. you kept me young. vision is blurry, windshield wipers not working. who? trust doesnt exist. i dont believe in santa clause. try the next sucker, love drunk. doomed fool.
the room is dark. emptiness is breathing. shadows have retreated. damn shadows. good for nothing. do i exist? why doesnt god love me? is it cause he lost my shadow?
the chandelier is out of place amongst the abyss. the black. the black. i cant see my skin. or is it the other way around? what if, my skin cant find me? retreating self. lost in the emptiness.
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