These noises in my head scream, ching klang! Ching klang! of the icy steel emotions, left in the empty spaces between you and me. In the twisted ugliness I found in your oh-so-pretty-face, I struggled to cling to the last inches I thought I knew of you. Hanging for my life, aching to find the key to my infinite wisdom by your guiding hand, knowing I was falling in an abyss, where you would never call out to me. But I still hoped against hope that you would mark it as my absolute dedication to you as the reigning priestess in my temple of love. And so, I lost myself, and you, as I tumbled down in the unknown alone. My mind unraveled countless stories, pointing fingers at you, in a place where time had ceased to exist. Until I began to feel the burden of your sweet seduction weighing me down to my own doom and I released myself from its clutches and set you free. With new born wings, I began to fly. Fly, fly, fly away from where you stand, into a world that’s mine alone.
