Current Residence: shores of california.
Favourite genre of music: positive alternative.
Skin of choice: my own.
Favourite cartoon character: Zuko. bwahaha.
It's night.Red, orange, yellow, grey.It's night. by ~Mortalhood
The wind, visible in the flames, screams past.
It pushes past me and
close my eyes, block the sight out.
Concentrate, block the sound out.
The smell won't go away, and it doesn't
smell like a friendly campfire.
The nostalgic campfire that I so desperately
it to be. It smells like fear. Like empty words.
An apology someone makes you say
just so they can sleep at night.
A rushed lullaby someone mumbles
ease the baby's wail. To ease that someone's mind.
My eyes open and the scene hasn't changed.
The people continue to run. The house continues to
And I continue to stare. I continue to imagine.