(no subject)
It's gotten cold out. The church is empty, emptier than it had been when I first found it.
The mad one is gone. I can't say this is a bad thing, yet I can't say it's a relief either.
I found a note, lying around outside the doors. I have to wonder if it was the ghosts who left it behind.
The dreams are getting worse. No sleep, I haven't had any sleep. I keep seeing fire and the broken glass. It always feels like I'm falling.
The sky. It's just not the same.
The mad one is gone. I can't say this is a bad thing, yet I can't say it's a relief either.
I found a note, lying around outside the doors. I have to wonder if it was the ghosts who left it behind.
The dreams are getting worse. No sleep, I haven't had any sleep. I keep seeing fire and the broken glass. It always feels like I'm falling.
The sky. It's just not the same.