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Spring 1993, somewhere in a parallel universe

That fateful April day,
on the Forglem-meg-ei bridge,

My secrets were burning a hole through my chest. The darkness leaking from that hole reflected the abyss in your pinot noir eyes.
Soulless eyes were one a hunt for a soul.
And I was your prey.
You swallowed my soul,
just like I swallowed my green wonderland.

It took my ego away, erased who I was.
I was dissolving on the bottom of the hole.
Rivers were whispering.
Should I drown, or should I swim. As long as I levitate, I am safe. But I didn’t want to be safe.
I was sleepwalking between the clouds, levitating among the stars, freaking astronaut.
It will end soon, and like a heavy stone, stoned I would have surrendered to the force of the gravity. It’s inevitable. I just didnt care whether I lived or not. I was very close. The horizon got so wide. I was on the edge of the world, hoping to disappear beyond the horizon.
Silence in heaven.
You robbed my stash and left me itching. You killed all the angels, now it was my turn. And I became your Special K.

I felt like I was on the edge, of my world. And then you bursted into it, balancing on the edge of the bridge, as if nothing really mattered to you. as if you were the king of the world, as if you had no world, so you stole mine to rule over it.

Fragile forest bird, you were balancing gracefully on the edge of the bridge handrail. An elegant dance on the verge of death.

You cited Kafka in my ear,
Your soft nasal voice,
slightly lower than one would expect
from a guy with your androgynous look.

You shamed me on my pain, talked about the war on the Periphery and how the soldiers, regular guys like me, die for no real cause.
You called me pathetic , weak and miserable. Shamed me for my privileges and my richness,spitted my carefree existence in my face.

I didn’t listen.
Maybe that’s how I survived.
should I be happy in the name of the fallen? Bullshit.
As if you have never felt pain without a cause.

Your motif was clear. You wanted to cut my wings and push me over. But I didn’t give in. You didn’t bend me, I broke your plan.

I was the first one to survive. And the only one. Vulnerable and weak, but I survived.
Your words were like an ice cold shower.

It is impossible to drown comfortably in the cold waters,
it is impossible to freeze in the warm waves.
My shadows were smothering me.
And you tried to erase them by bringing the darkness around.
You were you trying to kill me,
But ended up saving me,
Both surprised of the outcome.
And so the show had begun.

Description
Spring 1993, somewhere in a parallel universe

That fateful April day,
on the Forglem-meg-ei bridge,

My secrets were burning a hole through my chest. The darkness leaking from that hole reflected the abyss in your pinot noir eyes.
Soulless eyes were one a hunt for a soul.
And I was your prey.
You swallowed my soul,
just like I swallowed my green wonderland.

It took my ego away, erased who I was.
I was dissolving on the bottom of the hole.
Rivers were whispering.
Should I drown, or should I swim. As long as I levitate, I am safe. But I didn’t want to be safe.
I was sleepwalking between the clouds, levitating among the stars, freaking astronaut.
It will end soon, and like a heavy stone, stoned I would have surrendered to the force of the gravity. It’s inevitable. I just didnt care whether I lived or not. I was very close. The horizon got so wide. I was on the edge of the world, hoping to disappear beyond the horizon.
Silence in heaven.
You robbed my stash and left me itching. You killed all the angels, now it was my turn. And I became your Special K.

I felt like I was on the edge, of my world. And then you bursted into it, balancing on the edge of the bridge, as if nothing really mattered to you. as if you were the king of the world, as if you had no world, so you stole mine to rule over it.

Fragile forest bird, you were balancing gracefully on the edge of the bridge handrail. An elegant dance on the verge of death.

You cited Kafka in my ear,
Your soft nasal voice,
slightly lower than one would expect
from a guy with your androgynous look.

You shamed me on my pain, talked about the war on the Periphery and how the soldiers, regular guys like me, die for no real cause.
You called me pathetic , weak and miserable. Shamed me for my privileges and my richness,spitted my carefree existence in my face.

I didn’t listen.
Maybe that’s how I survived.
should I be happy in the name of the fallen? Bullshit.
As if you have never felt pain without a cause.

Your motif was clear. You wanted to cut my wings and push me over. But I didn’t give in. You didn’t bend me, I broke your plan.

I was the first one to survive. And the only one. Vulnerable and weak, but I survived.
Your words were like an ice cold shower.

It is impossible to drown comfortably in the cold waters,
it is impossible to freeze in the warm waves.
My shadows were smothering me.
And you tried to erase them by bringing the darkness around.
You were you trying to kill me,
But ended up saving me,
Both surprised of the outcome.
And so the show had begun.