The months do draw nearer as time flows non stop, fluidly, like water running in a river. A day, a hour, a minute, a second seems to hide from my being and sneak pass me like a thief hiding in the shadow cast my moonlight, without my knowledge. Feelings wrap around my heart, my soul, like creepers that sprawl up against fences.
"Send help, I'm coming down. everything's carefull again. my hell, waiting around. haven't had enough time to mend. I can't hold it in with my broken arms. everything about this is wrong. send help. I'm coming down. everything's coming apart. I'm fixed on the one. transparency, no one but me. send me, back to the board. everything's wrong with this mold. pitch black, I close the door. my eyes all astream from the cold. I can't hold it in with my broken arms. everything I'm saying is wrong. send help, I'm jumping now. eveything's coming apart. I'm only now and everything I've ever learned from you. I'm hopeless now"
Fixed On The One - Jejune
