(073) preconceived notions
screams delivered with shrill terror and panic flooded the streets that thursday afternoon as flocks of young girls just scattered throughout malls yelping about their latest boyfriends and hairstyles. preconceived notions didn't matter.
the fragments were deleted and never recovered. people were killed and buried in mass graves along with a lost love somewhere in the depths of my mind. everyone was dying except me. but then one night, there was silence, and the silence ate me alive. wrecked and totaled, my car couldn't continue.
my hands still grasp for an empty promise, and my heart still looks for a real love. i know it exists because i exist, and i exist because of love. but they just took what they needed and were on their way. transfixed on a phantom catastrophe taking place in the future, reality was disregarded. the truth can be found by looking at a clock, and until i become one with that truth, i will sleep in its shadows. my sadness isn't real. it's only as real as i make it.
the fragments were deleted and never recovered. people were killed and buried in mass graves along with a lost love somewhere in the depths of my mind. everyone was dying except me. but then one night, there was silence, and the silence ate me alive. wrecked and totaled, my car couldn't continue.
my hands still grasp for an empty promise, and my heart still looks for a real love. i know it exists because i exist, and i exist because of love. but they just took what they needed and were on their way. transfixed on a phantom catastrophe taking place in the future, reality was disregarded. the truth can be found by looking at a clock, and until i become one with that truth, i will sleep in its shadows. my sadness isn't real. it's only as real as i make it.
