forged

he forges more heartless armor

banging away in tune to sobbing

with tears that f**k the sweat on his pained face

he sits alone to occasionally scribble with soot on worn parchments

the gothic mirrored glamour of the large oak doors design

creaks like his back when movement is created

entry of you dear friend darkness of hollowed smiles

it's exquisite the army you brought along of notable descent

old friends

depression still wears it's gloomy rusted plate

and sadness with her oily blue cloak

fear frames the doorway with blackened ashtray eyes

sit near the weakened fire new friends

let's catch up

Reviews

[VelvetRosetta]

Oh wow intense and very intriguing, I love this piece.

[Moonflower]

"blackened ashtray eyes"...marvelous.

[Everett DeValle]

Very poignant...I love your use of words mixed with your emotions in your wonderful imagery. Excellent writing.

[Kesley]

It's sad! I loved it though. Very well written

[VelvetRosetta]

Wow, this is def, the kind of writing that I love to read, entruiging...great piece of writing you have here.

[cfix]

This is a wonderful write here i enjoyed the read. Images are wonderful I got with this.

[jenniewren (J.W. Bouwma..]

this piece is incredible.. it sits within me heavily, and yet your images are so lush..