HyperionX-1

I see the dancing shadow on the wall. In perfect silence like the deadman's call. No sound, no noise. Striking perfect poise. Stunned and mezmerized I watch in despair. From my soul, it does tear. Gone as fast it once appeared. On my mind it has still adhered.

~A friend~ There's this very special friend of mine. She always seems to not have enough time. The past swallows her and torments her. I won't know what in all she has to endure. I don't know what it's like to be in her shoes. Past, present and future... It's one short fuse. To see her mind devour her whole. It's beginning to eat at her soul. All it will take, is for her to ask. Perform for her, i'll complete any task. With the passing of time, all things waste away. Has it really been forever and a day? The future is unknown and hard to tell. Especially in this home that we call hell. In this present, i doubt she is always fin