Today, Anon.. Anon, what a day it was..!
Why can’t the scars heal slower Anon, oh why~
Why, why it just doesn’t feel to matter, why anymore
When sun’s but a mere excuse, a parade to hide the reason behind panting
The expression, soul mirror – not by the weight, lifting but mind alone..!
I just don’t want to know anymore, what is here to be and what’s not..
What is this Ankh drenched curse, Anon – what a curse to feel but not understand
To have your scars healed before you can learn anything
What a day it was, Anon..
An hour of necessary evil, that’s what it was.
I don’t want to lie for the sake of lying, when it’s not a price to the family
I lost so many words today, it feels like nothing but an ode to madness
So many stars aligned just for this fuckriched moment,
A dream, the Sun, tradition and time~
I’m sorry Anon if that’s sounds like a cry for the sake of sadness
It just feels so right, it even helps..
Kurwa.