
Something About TomorrowSomething about tomorrow,Something About Tomorrow by ~Darnell-Saki
The tomorrow that never comes.
The far off notion.
"I'll get the work done."
It tricks and it deceives
A noble heart's intent.
A false promise.
Always present, it circumvents.
The true nature
Of this many faced beast:
It is ourselves
Who help us the least.

RecollectionRecollectionRecollection by ~Darnell-Saki
He used to be mad.
Conversing with people who didn't exist.
Bearing witness to events that never transpired.
Describing these other worldly phantasms, these fantastical apparitions to friends, family and strangers only to be met with the same blank faces, concerned looks and confused stares.
He used to be mad.
But now he has locked away the demons.
He ignores the spectacular phenomena around him.
He chooses to turn away from that other world that only he can see into.
He used to be mad.
He used to be a sorcerer.
Transmuting the mundane into the extraordinary.
Conjuring mighty beasts, the likes of which never before