threads of memories


I live inside this skin of flesh, blood and bone. I am fragile life dreaming of infinity. Threads of memories stitch themselves to the stars. A corner of the sky is clothed in my stories, twinkling down upon a life force remembering when it was un-flesh.


5 thoughts on “threads of memories

    1. I am healing slowly. Last night was the first night in nearly a month and a half that I was able to sleep without a problem.

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