A melody.
There goes another one.
It’s going faster, like chasing each other’s tail. It’s mad. It’s marvelous.
A masterpiece.
It’s not coming from nothing.
A balcony, up above. Seems unreachable.
But it’s pulling, dragging. It can’t be helped. Dang I’m trapped.
A rope, a silk. No, the melody made it feels like silk.
My body’s moving on its own. Itchy to reach up there.
Tight or not, I don’t care.
Better not become Humpty Dumpty, scattered with shame,
Of failure in reaching magic.
Reached.
Nobody up there's going to like it, but,
Peeking inside, smells melancholy.
Monochrome, her whole display.
Crystal scattered all over her shadow.
Jet-black eyes, crimson lips. Enchanted whole.
Looking at me.
Melody stops.
Replaced with vile nothingness.
Feet is cold, hands are numb.
I’m falling.
Once again I don’t care. I’m murdered inside.
Still trapped, but what is this feeling.
Full of chemistry.
I see some pretty crimson color,
With pain carves in it.
But I won’t be feeling anything,
Because the magic overlaps it.
Oh dang,
I'm Humpty Dumpty.
At least I tried.
damn, damn, damn it. how embarassing.
shy to admit that I made it.
But fairfarren, anyway,
Kinan.