twirling...

[hellsphreak.livejournal.com]

...around and around over the treetops under the doorway side by side here there everywhere twirling around and around continuously without pauses and breaks tumbling through the dirt path clobbered by stones around and around i twirl like a whirlwind fluttering from a bird's nest to a lion's den roaring and crooning raising with early morning's shine dying with late night's embers screaming crying ripping my fingernails shred by shred bleeding and twirling around and around and around in you into you within you out of you around you everywhere and nowhere

sedate

[mr-g0nk.livejournal.com]

finally... calm. For the first time in weeks my mind isnt racing with anxiety. One night of freedom from the years of emotional torment, 6 hrs of disassociative bliss. This evening the world looks different, feels different, sounds different. I'm a bit nervous that Kitty hasn't asked me for anything? Once in awhile her eyes will open, but she isn't interested in talking to me. As the keys click under my fingers, the silence of the room is slowly making me feel paranoid that someone is watching. Theres no doubt death is all around, the city washed red with her hate. And still no one listens... so she speaks only to me.