It's been 3 and a half years....
The feeling is still there...hidden under a layer of petals...
The fragrance prevails generally and is overpowering at times...
But at times it falters and a dank acridity seeps through the veil...
The fragrance almost always manages to wrap it up again...
Hiding it, overwhelming it, choking it to a quiet retreat..
But once in a while...that once in a while..
It appears. Just to show that it's still there...hidden..but not entirely gone..
I don't like it. I don't at all.
Cuz it reminds me of the times I went against my 6th sense.
Against the better knowledge of my gut..
To step into a shithole..
And it scares me when I choose to ignore my 6th sense again...
Of what might come..
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