Sunday, November 21, 2010

Hidden

It's the hiding that frightens me. Sometimes, when I stare into the looking glass, I catch a shadowy glimmer–– there, in the eyes. A ghost buried deep within, hovering from view like a long lost secret, covered beneath the dusts of time. It scurries away from my beckoning fingers, nestling out of sight; a whisper, always locked away, forever hidden.


Image from Things She Loves on Tumblr.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Fading

The colors are melting away, leaving behind a greying black and white world. Lost souls sleepwalking through the streets take no notice; but I am not content with the consuming night.

Image from Lula and Lace on Tumblr.