Рет қаралды 226
song: instrumental of Tanmay Arora’s Tanha
passage:
I dance with shadows. My silhouette lingers. We blur, separate, merge. Time stretches, contracts. Two years, two centuries? Memories flood. I drown. I swim. I reach for solid ground. My hands grasp air.
Corridors of the mind twist. My own laughter mocks me. I chase echoes of myself. Walls of reason pulse, crumble. I splinter into fragments. Every door is a mirror. I open, enter. Face myself again.
Forgotten melodies war with silence. His voice battles mine in the void. I unearth buried notes. They cut. They soothe. Words I can't unlearn. I am the shutter and the subject. Curator and vandal of moments. Light and dark grapple in each frame. I long to see. I fear to look. Images imprison and release.
The song I hate. The song i need. My voice betrays my will. Visions assault closed eyes. Specters of joy. Phantoms of loss. I am here. I am there. I am nowhere. I crack. I mend. I scatter. I gather. Time loses meaning as i…