the warning

tuesday 28th august @ 21:08

sliding tears. shaking fingers. tell me now why do you cry? no sound just feeling. that's all. i hurt myself more than any other could, despite the power you have.

the cursor flashes, i don't trust it to tell the truth. all truths are lies through another's eyes.

on hot nights i dream of you. sometimes i wake wrapped in thoughts of you that cannot heal me. they scratch at my raw skin and peel fresh wounds that weaken my resolve. they are only dreams....? reflections of a deep and jaded fear, warning me, protecting me. my expectations exhaust me.