Mouth and Ears

It's been some months now, but I'm fine. 

So what happened was strange, not gonna lie. I went to a forest, but just for a while. I went there just because I wanted to cry, just for a while. 

You see, at home there are in the walls many eyes, eyes and ears, all around. They see and hear every step and every crack. It's not bad, it really isn't, as long as you hide.

They're not bad, they're really not. Though I'm still unsure of what I can share and what I cannot. They love me, “they don't bite” they said, but I'm afraid to try and bet.

One day I was tired, annoyed... I'm sorry that I feel so much! I'm tired of it, you know? So you know what, I'll hide for a while! just a moment. For a moment I'll cry. I'll cry and cry and when I come back my eyes will be dry. Like that , again I'll never hide.

So I left. Just for a while. An instant, a moment, just to lie around. Took my dresses and shoes, and ran away. Met with some angels, and dogs, lost aswell.

I went to the forest, and I laid on the floweres as I started to pray. I felt so much, this is about much more. This is not just about cying but its what I want to show.

I started weeping like I wanted, and freedom felt my soul. I was just another man walking down the road. My name meant nothing for anyone around, my face had no sin in no one's mind. I was no one and nothing in no one´s heart. I was the purest me I could ever be, for I was something yet to be written and seen. 

Void

But I heard screams. My house started crying and screaming, I could hear it from here. The freedom didn't last long it seems. They called my name so loud, everyone heard. Or maybe not many, maybe only few heard. 

I had to go back, my house with eyes in the walls cried. 
When I returned, my hair was messy and my shoes were broken, my dresses torn and there were leaves on my shoulders. I was cold.

My house hugged me the tightest they could, I could hear its weeps and sorrows meeting my heart and going through . The patterned paper of the walls were falling, melting with my hair, making it longer.
 I wanted it shorter.
...

So it's been some months now, and I still gotta hide. It 's strange.

They love me, I know it. But I still feel the same. The eyes are still there, some mouths never change. But some eyes are now nicer, they don't cry, they listen, they're not loud, they´re kind. 

But it still feels weird, for I still hide. Cus now, one tear of mine is a flood in their eyes. 

It's not my fault I'm the daughter of a house with eyes. A house with so many teary eyes, my heart doesn't know anything else that it isn't to cry. I wish I didn't have to feel that much. So I wouldn't have to hide from their hearts, from their loud, from their tears, from them. 

My house. 

-Written By Koi

-Illustration By Koi : media: traditional, watercolor pencils.

Mouth and Ears

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Hiii its Koii :D!! so heres another little somethign that i wrote in likee a few months ago? i don t remember well xd anywayy. Tell me what you think pleaseee :3!!! but pls be nice