*sweatdrops In Unpredictable Behavior* - Tumblr Posts

Canary, your singing voice is the light that pierced through the deep deep forest. Goodbye, I won't look at the brilliant colour to much. I'll only avert my eyes, until this pain disappears.

The chipped parts, the sharp parts, our mutual forms, the days we checked too, everything is empty...

That's faint, almost like mixed with colours only getting impure with black. If it's painted white, then we might sketch out the transparent days.

Canary, your singing voice is the light that pierced through the deep deep forest. Goodbye, I won't look at the brilliant colour to much. I'll only avert my eyes, until everything has ended.

.....

........

Losing its ability to trust and love,

the canary halts its song,

only blankly staring at the outside world,

out of its golden cage.

Despite the [love] surrounding it,

the songbird can not feel anything--

no longer anymore.

Wanting nothing more than to be free,

the pet bird flaps its wings,

trying to escape its prison (home).

Faith or miracle or coincidence, 

the [canaria] has flown

.... 

but it has done nothing more

than delude itself,

reality buried deep in its mind, 

for it knows;

[the sleeping prince merely ran away from his pain, not looking back whilst covering his eyes and ears.]