Good movie, no doubt. It was just too fucking depressing. I was stressed out and anxious the entire time. And idk if it’s cause I’m in Alaska, but I felt cold the entire movie. Which is also based in Alaska. Good movie though. Just.. Fuck.
I’ve lived a dark life and lead with a dark mind so I’m always so closed to the hope and inspirations I find.
I try to see people and find ways to better myself, my memory shelf dusty with the experiences I leave.
I’ve seen parts of the world and with the heavy heart I heave my mind swirls with the lightness of the souls I encounter.
With the darkness I live I easily spot chevaliers of light who live with acceptance and grace and shine bright.
Constantly live with smiles on their face and in the presence of their aura you feel an angel’s grace.
An angel is how I saw you, I immensely wish you were here to talk to.
When I would make my way to practice I knew I’d have to do my best but not because I felt pressured, simply because your light transgressed.
It spread across the environment and in my mindset I felt saved by this light angel with grace that left my aura in a crave.
So open to new people, you offered me housing with the little you knew of me, your soul upon mine; dousing.
I was drenched with light and so blessed to know your being, when I awoke that one morning I couldn’t tell how I was feeling.
An angel who saved me I can no longer see, but with the confidence you gave me I can learn to be free.
Free from the darkness that controlled my previous soul and with an angel’s grace I’ve learned to live life in light and control.
You will never be forgotten and in the time of your physical being have grown strong onto others and have graced them in a manner freeing.
I used to wake up to your sight now I wake up in blindness.
Awaken in silence cause I’ve awakened the darkness.
My missing heart heartless turn red to black as you harken.
A beat off the offbeat when I’m beating my head off.
A smug smile for the blade as minds alike scream and sharpen.
A memory in pain as I laugh with a tear to force myself to remember how it was with you near.
How we used to just look and I’d laugh and with a cat’s curiosity you looked back and stole a smack on my lips.
My hand on your hips and your eyes locked to mine as we listened to our hearts make beats as our lips rhyme.
Against mine you press without attempts to impress as my mind works up a mess to confess and ease the stress.
Pressure on inside my head and my chest feeling a jolt releasing wings inside my guts from my heart’s hallowed hold.
You told me your mind and spilled your heart so I harken to feel the love and fix the cracked so you’d no longer be broken.
Your mind spoken and heard as every word invades my mind and placed on my memory shelf to feed you and myself.
Inspiration and strength came from all that was heard and heavy hearts to be held were held with strength so absurd.
But it worked because we loved and so strong did we love that at the end that I didn’t expect I was without a doubt a fucked wreck.
To the brim, up to my neck, half-heartedly I expect, the space I leave makes room for you, your mind, and your breathing.
The darkness quickly enfolds the heavy head I now hold and you expect me to live? I live with styles of a heathen.
A sanguine cur cold as ice in the wind with troubled mind and dark soul I’m tempered hot like a lycan.
Spike and barb through my heart as torment screams and you listen but I mask well with a smile as venomous crimson does glisten.
“Do you harken?” I ask, with plans of taking my mind back.
“Am I really so worthless?” Diz he nods with a tarot stack.
He draws as I run to escape the darkness of sun through Diz he draws out the grim, black silence now, do you harken?