` and I shall stay underneath our antique sky

[cherubim]

archive of our own
a small thread for all my inspiration,
possible ideas, plots, and unfinished
works that I may never get to again.
this will often get neglected, but when
I can, I will add short excerpts from w
hatever I am writing or thinking at the
time.
post if you want; I'd love your sugges
tions and/or critique. -ness

new thread

[cherubim]

you there?


... yeah, i'm here

[cherubim]

a whispering wind threads itself
through bare arms of a burnt she-oak
sand spreads as easily as lies
and the tearful look of a boy
upon the ever-darkening waters
speaks volumes

[cherubim]

four weeks
it was silent.
it was always like this
and yet
this silence was different.

the slow tic-tic-tic of the wall-mounted clock reverberated around the small room you reside in
it reminds you not all is silence.
yet you feel it's cold tendrils slowly wrap themselves around you
hindering you
eating away at you.

this silence
it is one heavy with regrets
unkempt promises
lies.

the cloud
it chokes you.
the wall breaks.
you come undone.

there is nothing left
nothing to save.
nothing to belong to.
nothing you belong to.

its all gone
you realise this now.
a false hope.
it's worthless.

you become a void
sucking in the happiness of others.
shirking any help.
ignoring the possibilities.

three weeks
nothing has changed.
the white of the walls
it comforts in a way.

you stare out the window.
the sun, it shines.
it's rejoicing it's life
making every second count.
can you hear sunrays?

wilted flowers.
they're slowly ebbing away
just like your will, your hope.
or has that already died
like the previous boquet?

rose petals fall.
you cannot see them.
yet you hear.
you know.

you cannot remember who
you cannot remember when.
how long has it been
since a soft voice called?

two weeks
the numbness spreads.
you stare
yet there is nothing to see.


you hear
yet there's nothing to hear.


you breathe
yet you cannot figure why
you bother.


you've forgotten a lot
it will never return
yet why
would it return
when
you
are
about
to-

one week
wake.
eat.
stare.
sleep.

everything has changed.

one day
goodbye.
my friends
my family
my pets
my loved ones.

will they miss you
just as you
will miss them?

breathe in.
breathe out.
in.
out.
in.
out.
in out.
in out.
in out in out.
in out in out.
in out in out in out in out inoutinoutinoutinoutinoutinoutin-


…


out.

[cherubim]

my heart, be still
for I cannot face reality
with such a thunderous sound
ringing in my ears

please, dear heart
do not weep
we will try again
another day

it hurts
it hurts so much
yet, I cannot bring myself
to hate this feeling

my lover, do you know?
do you know how much
you make me cry?
it's not your fault

my heart, be still
for I cannot face my love
I can only cry
and wish them well

[cherubim]

whilst i lay in bed, eyes peering out of my window to drink in the scattered stars above, i think of you.
so much has changed, and i do not know where i stand. empty promises are still raw in my heart, yet i still am magnetized to you. do our hearts beat in sync, i wonder, do you think of me as often as i think of you?

we are drawn together; pulled in by each other's surrounding atmosphere. like two stars, too close to each other to escape the other's gravitational pull.
i fear for when we finally collide, sending shockwaves across the universe and making a such a devestatingly beautiful scene.

though i am skeptical of fate, i do believe that we were simply meant to stay; to never drift out of one-another's gravitational pull. maybe we aren't meant to collide, to join forces; maybe we are meant to stay in each other's comforting presence against the dark backdrop.

[cherubim]

pure, soft innocence
tainted so easily, stained
never the same hue

[cherubim]

eyes convey secrey messages;
exhibit hidden feelings,
express needs and wants -
they are the gateway to ones inner mind

[cherubim]

there is nothing here but the scent of stale air.

[cherubim]

fingers brush against fragile skin,
landing against the one spot
where the thrum of life can be felt.