and Memories are haunted by an unknowing me,
I uncover to See Myself
Sounds weeping down the walls of my Inside
Letters bleed me dry
I cry
... cringing to become visible
Feeding the snake, synchronicity dance to vibrations
my voice screams to deaf ears
I communicate to see the Mirror
My cocoon shatters like glass to the bleeding wall
Memories cut me open,
bleed me dry
I fight
... even struggle to save Me
But Words tremble,
hide, and fall;
[bleed me dry]
Sounds are left;
secret, yet found
[suck me dry]
I run down,
and drown;
[and die..]
...while pictures break in the dawn of my Time
The glass...
...snake keeps turning
the wounds keep burning in me
the wounds keep burning in me
My Memories
- are kept,
My Time
- is left in me,
My resonance is swept..
away..
The Unknowing Me
- still Uncovered
...In the theft of my Soul
~ Skye ~
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