#wiclit

and i’m frozen in time, all over again.

Some people believe In conspiracy theories Out of sheer comfort. Because the idea Of randomly horrible Events are coordinated By unsavory forces Is more reassuring Than to acknowledge An inherently chaotic world No person could ever control

alone Momma said, "I told you You call me late I pick up Peace of mind Hear it now; I’m fed up Wish I could walk away. I know it won’t change. The things you do only make me want to stay. I need to hear your voice.  Know I’m standing here by choice.  I’m closer to you.

Stepping into The world oscillating Between the waves of Translucent resonance. Glass temples sing In their realm of shadows When faint candles call To stroll through liquid void.  A forest hidden under your skin, Fireflies leading to a distant glade Where the spirits are waiting for you. Embraced by a dryad and graced  With a crown of poison ivy, Nights spent in whimsical dancing And promises of joy in eternity.  Have you noticed the passing of time?  Mind leaving the body  To look down at it from the ceiling. Shadows have said their prayers, And the human spirit is now of no interest To everything apart from itself. 

-gazergirl // let go sometimes

Poet from London