Marley

Within my body, mechanisms reside that I never knew I had
The sunlight warms all that I do not understand
For now I rest without worry
For now I dream of nothing
I have no desire
I exist


The giver of life leaves me by journeying into the beyond
Darkness sets in and I join the blinded
I retreat into a world of hiding
I fear what I can not see
I yearn for more
I think

Chills

It is in the old and unused objects that memories of past times linger. Never to be remembered but destined to haunt the remains of once beloved posessions. Similar to the way ghosts wander through their entramped tombs, these memories slowly disappear into eternity. They will be erased from history, it will be as if they never even existed. It is for this reason that memories cling on to the objects that have spawn them, they cling on for their hope to still claim their place in time, to prove that they exist. Look further than before, they will appear when time is alotted to view.

Empty

Residing under the light of the day, a lost soul wanders through a maze of solitude. Hopelessly searching for that of which it yearns. Endlessly imagining objects it does not posess. Always wanting more and slowly drowning itself with its own self pity. This poor soul will never awake from its eternal slumber. For it has been destroyed through greed and corruption. Always missing what it truely desires.