Two Moons, II
Are you scared? It'll devour your shadow You won't be able to scream loud enough It'll consume you whole You won't have a moment to breathe, You'll get choked by your own blood and spit even if you scream, no one will bother even if you cry, no one will care you know, hating isn't the opposite of loving? loving and hating. how funny, right? they both mean you feel intensely, to the point of extremity and madness so what is the opposite of love and hate? It would, simply, be not to give two shits. to not give a fucking damn whether you scream or choke. indifference, if you will. Spiraling into madness, who cares? Forcing myself to claw another step forward, who cares? Looking down at the train tracks... who cares?