silhouettes that have no reflection turn to the mirror and wish that they did
such misery and woe for one to not see themselves for what they are
trapped in a world of shadows a never ending sea of darkness
i have entered the pit the abbess, the unknown
my personal odyssey
I am a girl who is, in truth, just a faceless shadow.
I really can not label myself for I have no category. If anything I am a wanderer, travelling from one experience to another. Have I learned anything from it? Sometimes I think so, other times I dread that I didn't. I fear that I will hit the REWIND button, again and again, getting myself caught in endless repetition.
I teeter on the border of realty, the dotted line that separates me from the light and the darkness...so I continue to see gray.