A certain death.

Sometimes I would like forget. Erase my memory and all I have seen, all I have been. But there is no point wishing; just have to continue living. Right now it feels, as though; my brain has deteriorated and dripped out of my head down to my spine, passing tumultuously,like swallowing a rock right through my stomach and straight to my toes. Then it seeps out all ten toes through the snow; into the earth. And then it fucking freezes, latching itself onto the earth like a prey in the claws of a snowy owl on a winter's night; where there is no looking back.

Never forget the certain death; the timely death expected in the depth of yourself.

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