Sit in the center of a jagged crystal and shiver. Steel can smell a skunk, taste it, know it. Reality is such a blur, and the white of this page well...it shines so.
Remind me why. In retrospect it seems I've come so far yet logic tells me I've moved nowhere at all. Still a prisoner of my inner shadow and crushed by a castle wall.
Hah...
I lose to win.