Dancing with ghouls

Regrets collect like old friends

Here to relive your darkest moments

I can see no way, I can see no way

And all of the ghouls come out to play

And every demon wants his pound of flesh

But I like to keep some things to myself

I like to keep my issues drawn

It's always darkest before the dawn

And I've been a fool and I've been blind

I can never leave the past behind

I can see no way, I can see no way

I'm always dragging that horse around

And our love is pastured such a mournful sound

Tonight I'm gonna bury that horse in the ground

So I like to keep my issues drawn

But it's always darkest before the dawn

I am done with my graceless heart

So tonight I'm gonna cut it out and then restart

Cause I like to keep my issues drawn

It's always darkest before the dawn

And given half the chance would I take any of it back

It's a fine romance but it's left me so undone

It's always darkest before the dawn

And I'm damned if I do and I'm damned if I don't

So here's to drinks in the dark at the end of my road

And I'm ready to suffer and I'm ready to hope

It's a shot in the dark and right at my throat

Cause looking for heaven, found the devil in me

Looking for heaven, found the devil in me

Well what the hell I'm gonna let it happen to me

Shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, ooh woaaah

Shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, shake it out, ooh woaaah

And it's hard to dance with a devil on your back

So shake him off.

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We need a mass masquerade one of these days. Perhaps behind these masks, only then could we all be ourselves - free, unable to be contained, running like horses galloping against wind.

Probably the longest post in the longest time. I'm taking a breather out of this full-day stint which I'm supposed to see it through come end of the day - that is, something which more than possibly, plays a vital role in how the road ahead will be paved. 

I sent a little note to this irreplaceable someone the other day and was greeted with nothing near an acknowledgement. I tried to understand the notion behind this, I thought we are friends. But it turns out, that we were nothing more than a mere chamber of memories, cast out to open seas, afloat in full view, but can never be retrieved again. For tied to this chamber is an unmeasurable weight concealed within the depths of the sea. The antagonist and protagonist will never have the courage to bury deep within again; we've beaten ourselves, fallen and almost drowned. Trapped under at that moment in time, we had two mermaids who came to our rescue. In different directions they both travelled, the leads shall never meet again for the rest of the breaths they will each take. But why? What calls for this take and turn on this course? It's been done and was inserted a full-stop, but why should this not start on a different note? Has hatred and loathe come into play? What have I ever done, I need to ask you this. If I did forgive for all you've done, why shouldn't you too?

I can only turn around and peer from afar, a not too distant past but stretches on miles and miles. All the silly things I've done, all the mistakes I've made plastered onto the walls of a cell. I was the one who built this cell, I'm the prisoner and I'm my very own warden.