𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘: unfiltered edition

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[𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘: unfiltered edition @GraveyardCastl3]

I am the hurricane
I am the temptation you constantly avoid
I am the menace
I am the intrusive thought you fight every night
But just as they say "you can run, but you cannot hide forever"
And I, the hurricane, will find you, wherever you are...

[𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘: unfiltered edition @GraveyardCastl3]

I will make you scared
I will make you doubt of the beliefs your family taught
Every single thing you find comfort in, I will destroy
You will cry, and beg, and ask why it had to be this way, and cling to what you know
But I, the hurricane, will bring you a fresh start.

[𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘: unfiltered edition @GraveyardCastl3]

And when there's nothing left, then you'll realize not a single thing was your own.
Who are you? Do you even know?
Let the wind blow violently and unveil who you truly are.
The rain will soak you, washing away the facade of santity you wear.

[𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘: unfiltered edition @GraveyardCastl3]

And once again, I received answer to my prayers...
A confirmation that confuses but excites me equally, both my heart and mind.

I desire to see you in my dreams, hearing your tell me what I need; the confirmation to fully embrace and explore what we have repressed for so long.

[𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘: unfiltered edition @GraveyardCastl3]

They want you blind.
They want you mute.
They want you asleep.
They want you mad.

But hear the cry of those in pain
Stomp your feet and raise your hand.

Commodities are all in vain
They will give, and they can take.

Be resistance
Be the change

[𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘: unfiltered edition @GraveyardCastl3]

Stand against the big oppressor
Always seek to preach the truth
They'll say they are your spiritual siblings
Unveil the wolf in thick sheep clothes

If they demand obedience
You must demand a "why"
"That's God's word; kneel and pray"
Protest! God will understand.

[𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘: unfiltered edition @GraveyardCastl3]

How do I know who's thinking about me?
They show themselves shortly after, within minutes after the "connection" is made, no exception.

Either with a direct message, or by using very specific words or images related to me in a public context... It's odd, yet fascinating.

[𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘: unfiltered edition @GraveyardCastl3]

Against everyone's beliefs, I can actually feel or sense when someone thinks about me...

It's such a strong thing, impossible to ignore. A physical response to a subconscious stimulus, which also can manifest in my dreams.

Is not supposed to happen but, it does.

[𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘: unfiltered edition @GraveyardCastl3]

This kind of sensation, however, is only perceived if both ends are deeply bonded, and it's either me or the other person who's not attached enough for it to happen.

But when it does... that's when I know there's a strong link between us... even if we both might deny it.

[𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘: unfiltered edition @GraveyardCastl3]

and then I saw his reflection on you...
it made me sick... and threw up the butterflies.

[𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘: unfiltered edition @GraveyardCastl3]

Who are you?
Do you even know?

What do you want?
Are you even sure?

The mirror tells another story
That reflection is more than your face
Nothing can save you, nor even your glories
Maybe you need nothing but grace

[𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘: unfiltered edition @GraveyardCastl3]

¿Hay manera de explicarlo sin que suene descabellado?
Quizás no...

Sólo queda teorizar y experimentar...
No todo tiene explicación lógica, y no por eso deja de ser.

[𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘: unfiltered edition @GraveyardCastl3]

La mente delira, pero en ocasiones, no crea disparates...

A veces muestra imágenes ocultas, verdades incómodas y sentimientos callados.

De repente se vuelven en premonición, en una pequeña ventana instantánea a una realidad secreta...

[𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘: unfiltered edition @GraveyardCastl3]

Es una conexión inmaterial, inexistente siquiera en palabras y que permanece en la memoria.

¿Cómo comprobar su existencia? ¿Cómo diferenciarla de un delirio?

La distancia que ese mensaje recorre es irrelevante, pues su intensidad la sobrepasa...

[𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘: unfiltered edition @GraveyardCastl3]

Isn't this what you wanted?
I stepped aside
I crushed my heart

Why you keep calling?
Why you keep lurking?

[𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘: unfiltered edition @GraveyardCastl3]

Why do I keep dreaming about you?
As if you'll ever treat me that way...

[𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘: unfiltered edition @GraveyardCastl3]

The days go by, fast and wild.
I keep my doll between my arms.

Oh, dollie, dollie. If you ever talk,
confess your heart before death arrives.

[𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘: unfiltered edition @GraveyardCastl3]

The doll I keep ahold in my sleep,
it cannot see but it can feel.
Cuddled, cozy in my arms;
a bitter memory from the past.

[𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖘: unfiltered edition @GraveyardCastl3]

Butterflies are my dollie's guts,
the ones I had to bottle up.
Safe from envy and the poisoned tongue,
awaiting to be freed, if the time ever comes.

'Tell me, darling...' - I say once more.
'Do you love me?' - and no response.