Mental Deviance
Deafening, inorganic silence
Hum of the heater, whirrs in the computer,
And the soft typing on the keyboard.
A night that should be full of peaceful tranquility sets me uneasy.
Like this, I should be able to go mad.
Thank God.
Hum of the heater, whirrs in the computer,
And the soft typing on the keyboard.
A night that should be full of peaceful tranquility sets me uneasy.
Like this, I should be able to go mad.
Thank God.
♠ ♠ ♠
Written at about 4:30 am last night, in my dark bedroom after re-reading "Hana no namae" for the thousandth time. Although my sister was sleeping right next to me, I couldn't hear her voice, which scared me. I smacked her with a book and woke her up just to make sure she was alive ^__^