Monday, February 15


As soon her feet touched the ground she disengaged her mask and rearranged her face. Her silhouette twisted, turned and floated into her room. She knew that her body cast still stood at the door waiting until tomorrow for her to reappear. Her soul was soaring around her room. Her thoughts spilled out and soaked themselves into every crest of her room. Desperate seeking. She was lifted to her bed and fell asleep instantly only to wake to her body watching her from her window. It stared motionlessly and waiting. She sighed and collected the drips of her mind from the floor and twisted them until they leaked into her body, inside herself once more, but like this, she never felt so out of it.