Disconnected
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When pain becomes the only space

The only time

The only dimension allowing us to feel, we walk like ghosts, hostages of our phantasies, of our own distorted memories, serving our ego to keep the numbness alive,

Shadows of ourselves, looking for answers in the flashlights of another world, deaf to the call of what’s real, of what’s warm, reveling in the cold, lonely, dark place,

That place, where the blind one sees best …

DISCONNECTED

"And I was a rock suspended in the dark

I was the muffled silence of that voiceless veil

Sprinkled with sunset light and whispered words

Forced

Unable

Astonished

Unstable

And they are words

And they are moans

And it's an echo

And they are prayers

Scores of a music never written
Of a regretful smile

Failed and

Lost

In that liquid time

Until the veil will lift."