Lost sight of a picture never taken

Lost art of keeping a secret
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2021-09-17 00:00:00 (UTC)

Strolling through blue skies under long green grass

Open your eyes… open them so you can see. Shut the door… stop thinking and open your eyes.

With eyes shut, the world passes you by, but do you really see it if your eyes are open? Or is it only when they’re shut that you truly see?

Why do open the door? Why step inside? It’s been so long the lights don’t work, but the music still plays. It still creeps through the edges of the door jam. Fingers pressed deep into eyes and thumbs rammed in ears, but it still plays through. It’s coming from the inside…

Each step in treacle, ice under foot. The darkness calls, but the lights are just too hot. Open the door and crawl your way in. No one can find you here, not no-one but nobody.

Screams into Wells are sounds lost to the darkness, but who knows who’s listening? Who knows who’s watching? Until you step in.

6 feet doesn’t seem so far down… but what’s waiting for me at the bottom?