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I want...

sunshine days,
happiness,
easy living,

you.

Metaphoric melodies that prance around my brain.
I am insane with the downfall of

us.

Living.
Existing.

Walking through the days of sleepless nights.
Prowling the possiblities,

of

a future.

Images of storms raging.

Enter the lair of the crystal dragon.

Broken glass.
Defeated fire.

Insanity.
Impossibility.

Of us.

Surviving.

We will not.
We have not.

Strangers wearing wedding bands.
Enemies modifying platitudes.
Emotionless patterns of dissension.

Of ending.
Of beginning.

Without you.

Hot summer night blazing like a sunset
which has fallen
asleep
with the tide of holographic yesterday.

Good morning sun.
Goodnight moon.

Nothing grabs me anymore.
Nothing motivates.

Potential situations do not involve me.

I do not matter.

Silence becomes the essence of soul.