hallows of my demonsA Poem by Pax- I am being frigid this past few months now…
I buried the star so far as I assumed it’s dead My heart turns into shadows of dread My mind is eating stale bread Putrid flesh, a cold mess Depressed Illusional thoughts perceptional disease it brought Nothing but endless drought A part of me has died and the other is alive The dead and the living survive I cried and I tried the might I must master to hold-on tight but I lost my grip and fall into a trip deep within the hallows of my demons © 2013 PaxAuthor's Note
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21 Reviews Added on June 10, 2013 Last Updated on August 20, 2013 AuthorPaxCDO - the city of golden friendship, PhilippinesAboutDear Visitor Hello there! I am Willyam Pax from the Philippines and now residing here in Saudi Arabia for work. I am not a writer but a sensitive aspiring artist who expresses himself into .. more..Writing
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