Angels
And it’s that which you hate the most, that feeling of rotting, your mouth feels sour as you lay there with bloody arms, watching your heart beating on the floor next to you as you let the chocolate melt on your tongue.
Melody, a melody, can’t you hear it?
piano keys playing symphonies, alone, echoing in your now empty head
and this is all, just let go. Life is almost over.
So just listen anyway fore it’s the last thing you will ever hear, close your eyes and imagine yourself flying behind the stars towards the moon. Comfortably laying on the clouds. Dreaming nightmares and puzzle pieces start connecting in your head.
At that last minute you begin to understand life in all it’s cruelty…
The taste of truffles still in your mouth you lick away the sweetness, abusing the flavor until it’s gone. You suddenly realized you should have savored that sweet taste and now you’re so far gone you’ll never have it again.
So lets just drown ourselves in this fifty proof sea and cry acid tears. Let go of whatever happened because why even try to feel now when eventually you will feel nothing.
Just think…
Even angels have a devils on their shoulders which laugh mechanically at them day to day. Filling their ears with the most god awful drone. Taunting them to clip their wings and jump off into the mortal world. It’s just a step down from heaven, nothing too serious they say. So the angels jumped and here they are. Walking by us every day. The catch is some make it back to the golden gates while others continue listening to the voices and fall farther down to the depths of a reality they will never understand, a night in the underground and they wont let you go. Some should call this reality insanity and who are they to judge. We are all but fallen angels jumping levels every lifetime.
As for myself, I will never die, I will never relive again, and I will never be remembered. I wont rise to the gates of heaven, nor fall to the dungeons of hell. I will remain the same, constant in soul and form, breathing, eating, sleeping soundly under the stars. Forever faithful to only life. Remembering the wars upon me and the renaissance’s which have changed me. Diving into the seas and turning with the sands of time.
Only to be disappointed, for the taste of the bitter sweet chocolate is now gone and it took a lifetime for me to realize that that which is simple we will always miss the most.
