Chapter 29 : vacate

I walked in knowing what to expect. How often we do that. The same old routine taken for granted. I am afraid my words would fail me or I may summon cruel blasephemy if I do not hold back. Maybe if we were older, when pride has left us, we would see better. But... we are only human. Our fragility is our downfall isn't it? What ever that is left of me that you would like to take or destroy... just do it.

The silhouette by the corner now vacant along with time
To be what it was initially without a sound
How the distraction made real to what it is now
Where all that I am fond of is nothing of the being
but the parallel memory in itself.