Depersonalization, pt.3
I'm wrapped up in this feeling once more. Ryan says it feels like Halloween and our sentiments were the same, as far as any lasting exposure goes. I was reminded of my desire
to realize some semblance of The King In Yellow.
The Pallid Mask stands within reason and unreason.
Tatterdemalion
My mind is set adrift
Always drifting back to thoughts of The King. There isn't any covering to the walls here.
I can see a subtle shade ahead of me It sometimes seems as though the very drawstrings are within reach.
With a little practice it's like placing your hand inside some great and terrible machine.
I'm unraveling
a bit.
Busted a seam somewhere along the way. I really hope that this feeling never ends.
It will.
In this instant a constant buzzing/ vapor wavering mark my words/ unto wards it spoke/ his loftiness may know no bounds/ how is it grave?
Engraved./ were it not for a ribbon/ I'd be lost./
And I can see that much, for the weather is never so.
to realize some semblance of The King In Yellow.
The Pallid Mask stands within reason and unreason.
Tatterdemalion
My mind is set adrift
Always drifting back to thoughts of The King. There isn't any covering to the walls here.
I can see a subtle shade ahead of me It sometimes seems as though the very drawstrings are within reach.
With a little practice it's like placing your hand inside some great and terrible machine.
I'm unraveling
a bit.
Busted a seam somewhere along the way. I really hope that this feeling never ends.
It will.
In this instant a constant buzzing/ vapor wavering mark my words/ unto wards it spoke/ his loftiness may know no bounds/ how is it grave?
Engraved./ were it not for a ribbon/ I'd be lost./
And I can see that much, for the weather is never so.