houseofleaves

Have I been half my entire life or whole? Everything won’t stop blending together, I may never know.

Miles and miles away from here, the past dances through the trees, the present has me catching my breath, and the future has me on my knees.

I can’t stop tripping and falling, splitting my skin to bleed, the more I fall and get back up, I am no longer in control of my lead.

The harmony of sweet life sings through my ears, but you know what won’t stop ringing? The screaming sound of fear. 

I grab tight, dig my nails deep in my skin, I no longer remember what synchronicity feels like within.