Monthly Archives: February 2015

the parting | 2. [prison under guise]

“You took it all, but you forgot–

your shadow.”

– Sam Tsui (‘Shadow‘)


[Written on 12/2/2015]

Life carries on, though the walls seem alive,
stained to the full with the words of good goodbye
he’s contemplated painting them over, with a more vibrant hue
and he searches painstakingly for the strokes, for the lines marked with sorrow, but he can never find them
and so, he catches up to life as it carries on, as the words of good goodbye leak into the quiet, choking ambience, flooding the unseen spaces that hang discreetly in the room — spaces where abstract beauties often intertwined, melding together out of sight
and it isn’t long before he decides that maybe…

just maybe,

vibrance is the last thing he wants.


– the farewell of Zion Ezekiel Emerson

the parting | 1. [shedding my shadows]

“You’re the light;

I’m the shadow on the wall where you sleep–“

– Takahiro Morita, ONE OK ROCK (‘Good Goodbye‘)


[Written on 12/2/2015]

In the night, a rustle emerges, and a silhouette weaves through the veil of nocturnal grey
leaving nothing in his tracks but a creased, crumpled note
and remnants of feelings grounded to dust, dissolving through the gaps of the fine, fine silence — framed within a paper-thin forlornness
forming words in the shadows and melodies unsung
good goodbye, they retreat into the darkened corners, bidding—
good goodbye
and that is all that fills the great, gaping, bleeding vacancy he’s left behind
a convergence of the shadows he once bathed in, slumbered in, lived in, died in
and his final act is to tear it to pieces, scattering them over the resigned whispers of good goodbye he’s left milling aimlessly about, wishing for nothing but oblivion.

It’s the only gift he’s certain he would love.


— the farewell of Sandor Mothwing