An Untitled Poem

A memory ofDivinityof pureness andhallowed lifehaunts us in thisdarkness of our own makingwhere the only lightis that cast by ourdistorted faithwe seek angel’s wingswith demon’s coilsyou can’t have both sidesof the same coinso we teeter on the edgeof our faith and belieftrying to findthe truth of thisexistanceunwilling to seethat the oneunchangeable truthin this mutablepurgatoryis that… Continue reading An Untitled Poem


lost and forever gonethis body roams the dead worldslibra and angel nighting galesare etched onto gothic buildingswe are empty peoplewalking through the lonely ally’swalking through the broken glassto find what is not there…