Death comes to those who wait

The bitter wind lightens in the candlelit presence of the dark angel Her silk black hair brushes against her soft white skin The candlelight violently flickers, troubled by its soon demise It goes unnoticed to the angel, falling in love with the moon But the bitter wind feels it’s pain He lightens to a soft… Continue reading Death comes to those who wait

Forgive Me Father

{note from author: I’m not sure which catagory this would fit in.} “Forgive me father, for I have sinned.” His words hung in the air like incense in an airless chamber, the glow of candlelight barely denting the darkness of the confessional. There was an extended pause, then figureing the priest waited for him to… Continue reading Forgive Me Father