Its okay. Or at least it will be. You are sad now because everything has been changing for you, and do you remember how last night when I fell asleep i dreamt of time travel so loudly that you felt inside and around?


its okay lost soul. I will find you.

in case you didn't know...

Secrets

I have been told something
that I mustn't repeat.

Secret can not contain this news
with in it's weak aluminum arms.

This one requires an iron cast,
a cement cage.

It begs for the depths of the
black erratic sea.


In me this information is sulfuric.
Poisionous lye rolling around my tongue.

I am suspended between two worlds
filled with its acrid gas.

Disbelief, as I swallow
hoping stomach acid will destroy it.

So I needn't tell a soul.