Scary moments. We are getting quicker.

  Hello lovelies! We are getting ready to clean the house. We have been listening to “Imaginary” for 3 days now, stuck on repeat, with, Katy, first in what appears to us as trauma 3:02-3:06 and then Amy Lee drowning (Or disappearing underwater). It appears almost like a tic to others until it happens for hours or days on end.

  Audio Trigger: Angry sounding guitar/sound – Mark’s anger Katy was harmed? Anyways, it just now occurred to us to listen to what Katy is saying, so we looked up the lyrics. We have been doing this for decades, watching and listening, over and over and over again until the point of madness.

 We had, absolutely no idea why we were doing what we were. It’s terrifying and awful, sometimes with recovery. You just have to sit and let it burn. Can’t booze or pill it away or psych hospital it away – It just burns.

Scary indeed.

Imaginary
I linger in the doorway
Of alarm clock screaming monsters calling my name
Let me stay
Where the wind will whisper to me
Where the raindrops as they’re falling tell a story
In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me
Don’t say I’m out of touch
With this rampant chaos your reality <—Our entire lives in illness/trauma
I know well what lies beyond my sleeping refuge
The nightmare I built my own world to escape
In my field of paper flowers
And candy clouds of lullaby
I lie inside myself for hours
And watch my purple sky fly over me
Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming
Cannot cease for the fear of silent nights
Oh how I long for the deep sleep dreaming
The goddess of imaginary light
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