Thinking about me

Are you thinking about me

Not thinking about you

Miles of locked doors

Each room holds another future

A full length garment of a certain color

Draped across the checkered board

The king makes another move

The pawn is sacrificed

A not so distant concept

flower petals surround the altar

Each a fond memory

You try your best to keep up

Beneath the floor lies a maze in an ancient necropolis

This isn’t your basilica

This torture chamber

your addiction

A martyr for an illusion

Pockets filled with river rocks

Drowning you in the past

Each stone a remnant of a crumbling visage

A fiber in the thread of your tapestry

A woven fairytale

The smell of burnt

At the center of the web

Emptiness singed the rabbit hole in your future

Where happiness could have lived

Cracking bolts fill that darkness now

It extends through no territory

It has no edge

Search and seizures

The perfect cover

For your alleged shadows authority

Obedience to the cause

Sipping the poison

Hoping to gain immunity

It speaks for itself

It speaks for you

Two sides of the same coin

Love and hate

The entity didn’t vanish

It just buried itself inside you

Writhing around your mind

Savoring the delicacy of your soul

It answers to no outside authority

Thats where the problem lies

It will never resign

The secret archive

Filed away for now

Written in stone

Under “Tragedy”

Behind your fondness to remember

Until you think about me

not thinking about you