<!DOCTYPE html> <html> <head> <meta charset="UTF-8"> <title>desolation - Archive - MayVaneDay Studios</title> </head> <body> <p align=center> <b>MayVaneDay Studios (Gopher Edition)</b> </p> <p><b>desolation</b></p> <p>published: 7-31-2015</p> <p> </p> <p>snow fall on a silent day<br /> covering the ground in a suburb<br /> and walking through the thin frost covering the dormant life below<br /> under a grey sky<br /> the same color as your heart in that moment</p> <p>driving through the empty streets at midnight<br /> watching the sleeping world pass by you<br /> through your darkened window<br /> illuminated by stoplights as your father drives</p> <p>taking your unknowingly last steps in the train yard by your house<br /> listening to the train horns in the distance<br /> and making empty statements about running away<br /> and your father says, “go ahead”<br /> but you don’t move<br /> because there’s no way that you can leave your whole life behind<br /> at a whim</p> </body> </html>