Desires expedite in the ocean state, the dream galaxy. It's hard to believe I am nothing without them, my addictions, the reloaded gun. I always come back here, to the spot where you left me bleeding. I'm tied to the feeling with an invisible string. It doesn't matter what I do, I'm always craving you. The moonlight on the water, the serendipity of the lonely night. In the dunes of the infection augmenting I see the whiteness of angels. Jasper boys. Behind the bulwark of man lies the truth, the bitter taste of nostalgia. Words I understand, but vaguely recall when I'm trying to think. I sit down to write and of course, of course it all comes flooding back, waves of pain. I accede to them, I know the consequence, the last thought of the night before I shut my eyes and go to sleep. I see the pictures in my head, so vivid like dreams. Castles in the sky. Sweet castles in the sky. I never know when it will end, so I go to beaches.
- Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 28th, 2021 16:06
- Category: Unclassified
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