Ì̸̙̬̩̆͛ẗ̴̻̘͉̈́̍̉͝s̸̰̦̺̣̉̅̌̀͒̕ ̵̝̼̫̍͛̓̋̈́̒͜r̶̺͚͔̻͙̺̓i̵̡̼͔̮̿̒̽̽̓͌͜g̶̗̣̪̫͎̮͆́̋h̵͕̦̪͉̄͊̄̔͑t̵̛̤͙͈͚̬̤̀͛̉̎̑ ̷̛̻͕͉̲͇͕̑̽͗͝ḩ̴͓̪̙͒̀ē̶͎͍͆̆r̶̨̥̜͙͇͕̚ẹ̵̢͉͇̟̑̽!̸̯̼̫͇̣̈̈̓͗Ì̴͙̰̍̃͝t̶͕̪̫̮̃͒͋̄̓͘s̷͔̙͕̔̓ ̸͖͈̤̩̗̯́́r̷̢̓͂̂ȉ̵̧̼͎̄͛̆g̸̮̗͚͉̭̍̑h̶̡̙̫̾̑̆t̷̬͑̆̿̂ ̸̬̩̭̱̈́͠h̶̢̺̟̊̑̈́è̵̛̖̼̞́̒̚r̶̛͕͑͌̅̈ḙ̸̹͕̮̣̜͊̾͛͒́͘!̴̡͔͙̦̞̅͜I̸̹̣̥̦̟͖͊̃̑͌̔t̷̡̛̛̜͓͇̠̓̽͂͜͠s̶̛͉͆̓̕̕ ̴̝̦͕̬̼͓̀r̵̡͍̬͚͎̐̆̃͠i̵͉͔̬͒̀̿̄̔ǧ̸̺̳̜̤̩̥͆̈́͂h̵͇̻̾̑̄t̵̼̹́̎̾̿͘̕ ̸̧͓̤̠̝̝̎̄͠ẖ̵̢̔ẹ̶̠͖̍͗̚r̷͓̟̒̈́ͅe̶̡̮̦͒̄͒!̶͎̥́̑͋̓͝I̴̙̫̔̇̒͠ͅt̶̤͛̿̃̐̽̊s̷̘̈́̒ ̶͖̞͓͍͋̀̉̚ȑ̶̼̗̅̋̚͝ͅi̶͈̥̦͎̰̔̆̕g̵̡̨̹̮̣͛̋̋̔̂ḩ̴͉̟͇͈̓̈́̀̃͝͝t̷͚͙͓͍͗̍ ̵̢̜͗̑̅̆̋͑h̶͔̠̠̞̼̄̋̎̿̀͠e̴̢̧͙̝̻̜͗̌̚r̶̘̹̠͚̅̇ĕ̶͈͖̞͓̘̙̑͂͗̿!̸̡̞̫̬͔͋̓̑͗Ì̷̢̜̥̗̰̐͛̒̉͜t̸͔͕͙͇̳̃̈́͐ͅš̴̼ ̸̳͍͎̥́̍͒̾ͅr̷̙̰̔i̷̢͈̰͕͍̰͗̈́͂̓ġ̶̡̝̲͌̆̿̂h̶͍̟̓́̀̂ṫ̵̨̥̗̥̦̝͆͒͝ ̴̧͉̈͋h̶͍̥̩̝͙̰̕͝e̴͎̭̫̭̹̰̔̄ṛ̸̾̍̂é̸̺͈̗̲̿̍̓͝!̵̤͚̐̈́́͒ͅI̸̧̦̞̍͛͐͘t̶̨͉̤͎̣͗͋̕͠ś̸̢͎͔̔̂̉͌́ ̷͚̠̙̉̒̏͊͘̕r̷̛͖̟̮͍̀̋̀ͅi̶̧̳̻̪̰͑̉̇͑̈́͘g̸̨͕̯̻͇͛͋͒̓̅h̸̛͎̜̗͔̃ṯ̷̢̨̩̻̹̓̀͌̅̈́̂ ̴̨̺̟̱̒́͂̅͒͠ḩ̵̖̞̘̈́̍̇̀̚e̸̮͌̐̈̈̅͠r̸̨̦̟̗̎̀͜ę̷̯̙͖̯̾̾́̈́͐!̸̠̟͖̥͆̓͠I̶̬̿͋t̷̻̹̲̂̃s̶̰̲̜̟̬̬̐̎̽̚͝ ̸͙̤̃̐̈́̆̐̃r̵̖͙͂́̌̾ī̷̡͍̪̒̚g̸̨̜͇̖͊̾̅̽̚͝h̴̦͓̮̆͌̃͒͘t̵͖̠͈͖̞͛̒́ ̷̹͍̾̆h̴̻͉̮̮̪͂̅͐̄̎ḙ̸͚̱͂̓r̶̳͆̔̽̚ȩ̸̲̮̪̊͒̍ͅ!̴̰̓̇̾
̷̳̰͛͂͌
̴̪͉̺̹͚͓̔͐̿͐̕y̵̹͚̪̕͝ǒ̶͖̖̝ͅu̴̡͈̱̯͔̔̋̉̃ ̵̼̗̇w̴̜̘̗̳̾̌ͅà̷̧̬̘̖̌̐n̴̡̧̡̧̝̤̚t̶̻̞̣̠̀?̸̈̆͋̐̆̚ͅỷ̵̳̯͠ǒ̸̞̗̫́̋͒͝ù̶̓̊͠ͅw̸̘̥̗̙͐͆̓́͋à̶̞͔͍̥̀̇̌͜n̵̺̘͋́̊̃̽̚t̴̢̖̿͊̓͐̌?̵̡̦͇̩̾y̸̨̱̎́̎̈́̽͝ö̵̢̱͙́͒̓͊̀ü̸̧̲̠͓̣͖͋ẁ̴͇̲̝͐̌͜ą̴̘͗̾̈́͗͛̓n̴̦̘͓͉͐͌t̵̟̯͔̜̣̙͛̈͝?̵̝̦̆̊́̌ý̵̡̢̼̘͉ő̶̭͂̎͘ṷ̸͙͊͆̒̚w̷͓̄̆̓̇͠͝ḁ̸̟̝͚́̉͆̈́̈́̏n̵̜͇͚͐̑̿̈͒͝t̵͓̟͚͇̔̏̚͝?̷̻͍̄͐͂

You Want ?

?

im trying so hard to see .
the pieces are scattered

how can i explain ?
wounds stitch themselves blindly .

forgetting grief is lying .
i want to remember without consequence .

i want to remember the way i reflected in your eyes .
i want to remember the way you reflected
in mine .

i loved you.

i still dream of you

.. .----. -- / .... . .-. . .-.-.- / -.. --- / -.-- --- ..- / .... . .- .-. / -- -.-- / ...- --- .. -.-. . ..--..

oh no .:(

one pendulum Stopped !

we are coming in clearer arent we
its so hard to speak

my throat is sore .
Nothinga warm bath can't fix later.

I can see you all down there . i want to join you again . Ineed somewhere to go.I need to feel more than pain

it hurts to look at you

Get away from me! You're not real! Please, just leave me be!

it hurts to see you
you're one of my memories
you're a daisy in the wind

you were never promised spring, were you?

its so bright. everything is so bright. oh god it hurts to look at you

it hurts to look at you .

why does it hurt. do you feel this way ? do you hate me

look at me. lets bleed together . do you hear me?