This page will be our world
Away from promises and the good intentions
All of which never flourished
Void from time and circumstance
A place where there is love
But only because there is chaos
And only because rules are too busy to care
Where we are over looked by the natural order
And the world can’t torture us like it does
Secrets are kept
While silence isn’t
And we’ll never have to face the noise
That hides in Silence
Because there is none
Crossroad Cursed 
October 24th, 2011 at 11:07 pm
When I first read it, I was sure my assumptions about what it was about were simply me being… well… me.
After you breaking down a different one though, I’m starting to think I was right. 😛