描述
sound & visual by freedoom
words by karsen daily
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01.19.2022
i’d never know it if i heard it
but i listen for your scream when it’s quiet in my head
paralyzed by emptiness that isn’t my own
haunted by the same ghost
gasping at your demons appearing in my nightmares
trying to hold you is like embracing the air
abysmally empty yet vitally necessary
there’s no mediation or conversation
in a room shared with grief
i guess that’s what they mean by
three’s company
reap what you sow but what was reaped stunted our growth
laying on the grave of a man i’ll never know
mourning love ungroomed
pruning a garden of flowers unbloomed
reminders of life not lived
fights unforgiven
amends not given
roads untraveled; not even “one less taken”
whatever is gone is hopelessly gone
whatever is new may never stick
the time we spent walking
was destined to end
forever falling
off the cliffs of dread