(0132) a fictional reminder

i don't see you. i don't feel you. i don't know you anymore. you're a one-way road; your blood doesn't flow as fast as it once did. and i'm forever in the dark; forever caught between the cracks. a finger slips, and i bite my lip, but the alcohol wears off. people don't know who they are. they've lost themselves somewhere along the way, and although we're all just temporary, i'd like to believe that a part of me will somehow find a way to stay. so i try to write down stupid words, absurd and selfish as it may seem, which i hope can somehow eventually mean something to someone else... someone else besides me. and it's so fucking intangible... so fucking out of reach.

it's time to wake up, and it's time to sleep. and it's time to leave. it's time to grieve. it's time to melt, and it's time to freeze. it's time to see whatever it is that you haven't seen. invisible. invisible. invisible and empty. so change it. transform. adapt.