Submissions by forstet17

Somewhere in a dream is where my
Meaning lies. I find life easier to
Talk about when conversing with the
Walls. They speak without speaking, and
Not once was a silence to be had. We
Can't have quiet minds, only quiet
Eyes. Consciousness is to be a loud,
Raucous thing, slowly peeling back the
Flesh of an eyelid closed our entire
Lives. But we are not owed one
Bit. All around us, all that's amassed, is
Our perception of ourselves. We are the
Star peering out into the infinitum and the
Mirror. The blackness of space is no such ...