Rotten decay – stripped of bright days
Night time calls, find another way
Ravens be my guide, to the next realm aside
Pride of the martyr – blood filled eyes

Dancing with pain… dreams burned in vain
No sense of thought, devoid of shame
All what we hear, when death comes near…
Voices of the spirits, heard loud and clear
Totem of thoughts, that break within blinks…
Time passed by, lost on inner links


By AvatarZero

Look at me and see nothing..... look long enough and see the death and decay and utter bitterness left by .... =Avatarzero=