As I remember, I learn to forgetthe buoyant memories that linger.When I am foundering, I resurface,only to drown in the world’s stigma.As masking as the calm, glassy sheetsegregating this pond of thought is,this curtain between dreamsand the world has...

swirling eyes drink from me, watching me grievevampires of the horde channeling instincttheir spikes in tune with the weaker vesselsTheir glow differs from the stronger ones Prowling the night, the monsters entertain dopplegangersThey hunt not for blood but the soulAnimated...