Oh the pain, the pain of having to let go and end something you love so dearly.The sound ceases as sweet agony pours in without hesitation.To adore an..
He's resting by the forestHe's fixed like stone to his nestHowling deep down, he can feel youEndless is his waitHaunting is his duty, his obligationSt..
My pen feels so awkward in my hand.I am a child with no words to play.My guts have been strung out of me and so the vocabulary has purged itself away...
It is in the richness of thought I find such profound loneliness and angst.The words tied together to my chest and the strings plucked by the will of ..
There is a conflict between the fire and the flame.A mutual distaste for sorrow and pain.It is their memories sifting slowly across this burning plane..
The wind takes more than my smile when it blows against my painted face.The whispers in her storm leave an eerie song in my head.I take off my clothes..