nothing to say
it's one of those days where i have nothing to say. no opinions. i'm a boring monkey.
i dreamt of you again last night. you've been fighting a long fight and right now, it's not enough. not enough to know that the next day, while sharp in its wit and enjoyable due to its beauty, will bring you only the same fight. the crying of the children of darkness that reaches out to you with crippled fingers. look away, my child, look away.
i dreamt of you again last night. you've been fighting a long fight and right now, it's not enough. not enough to know that the next day, while sharp in its wit and enjoyable due to its beauty, will bring you only the same fight. the crying of the children of darkness that reaches out to you with crippled fingers. look away, my child, look away.