Walking, walking down this long white hall, when will it ever end? All I am aware of, the faint hum of sweet melody. I continue walking, passing white windows, white counters, white walls, and white doors.
Tag: deceit
Legna Austere-Self-Destruct
Sights of horror, pain is struck. The life is cast and interrupted. Who could have built a shield to deflect it? This world is crazy sin reflected. This horror is a house we roam with meager dreams while our family moans. This world is a vacant slate, this world is obscene. I am broken and… Continue reading Legna Austere-Self-Destruct
Candles And Cotton
Eyes are always great liars. The strange mystique of the eye so sweet is a garden path to deceit. Small glimpses of colour in those eyes of another and the dream of a perfect lover is born. So carry their pure image to the blankets where you sleep. Whisper it a secret that only an… Continue reading Candles And Cotton