Despite this beautiful
, forgotten truth
there is nothing.
is no longer what you once percieved it to be, no longer a silvery vale draped over your head to cover your eyes from understanding or realizing your own forgotten envious misery
Eyes shine bright, their shadows echoing off of glass a thousand miles away.
Echoing off of the walls around you, those four white walls that hold your mind captive
Beings form around the edge of my mind
, releasing a poisonous vaper-like fluid that makes me forget, makes me stop fighting.
There is nothing but the driving will to live, with that comes the undeniable need
to fight with teeth clenched and wide eyes
Ever-seeing eyes squin
t sneakily from inbetween branches and tops of walls.
Ever-seeing eyes do not blink, falter or fade.
They see me.
I keep walking