A Conversation between the Center and the Head

I made this one time when i cannot sleep... i can't post it all at once, it went up to three pages...

But don't take these seriously. They're crap...
First three stanzas



It has been ten epochs since you have been thrown like mud, Egleia.
How can you forsake yourself in such fashion?
I have not slept since then.
You have been hurt and trampled upon like rocks on an ash pit
And why Egleia?
I have not slept since then...

I have only heard a fit of rage in the message portal
You have been sent to the White Village
I had you surrounded with the muses and the elves...
Why?
After all the nails you're letting this affricate...
And once again you are beguiled!

i thought that Endymion would still be yonder awaiting there when I come back
He was standing at the foot of my abode
He said he was coming back
           He told me to hope...
                       He asked forgiveness...
I was carrying a lot of parcel then
i was weeping
A monster consumed me...
Fire?

Anger, Egleia.