Stolen Silence
Where do the words go that we never speak?Where are the paths to the destinationthe places we never seek Cut off at
Tag: death
No destination
People often say what they expect, or do not expect when “Death comes for them”. I like to view this in an
Etching
The acid flow of ideas eating through the neural pathwaysdendritic lightening tightening the bonds but will it esterase the base of the
Shadows and Friends
Gone far too soontaken by a heart that could not carry you furtherstrong enough to love us allbut it gave too much
Last Payment
Nobody knows what this will cost meHonesty’s too realThe baring of the layers ofCallous armor peels Away from the scarred and brokenmending