My journey started long ago, on a summer’s morn well lit. Who’d know now it darkness fall, alone and cold I sit.
Tag: exile
My Burden of Someone Else
Someone else made this mess Now, why am I Getting blamed for all of it? This doesn’t make sense
Angel in Exile (sequel to death calls my name)
The city I live in is full of people of mixed ethnicity, people from all walks of life. Everybody has a story to tell; though not everyone wants to tell theirs…..but I want to tell mine.
Privvy beginnings… Ascent
Prologue “Cold… “Dark… “Silence… “Desolate…
Exile but from one
Darkening, the sky seems to mock me as if it know’s I’m lost and confused. The sun hides its face from me as if it feels ashamed to shine upon my raven hair and crimson lips, but the moon shines above me, caressing my skin and soothing my soul.
LOST ONE
Through the landscape of the forbidden Dark Angel loveliest,most wise flies.
In a better world…
They talked as they walked through the night. Persistent to the end his friend would question the actions he had taken over the last few weeks.
Blind Eye
“Forever thy tongue in exile from thy words,” He watched her raving on wondering if any of her words meant anything even to her. Whether there was much truth to madness he had not yet deciphered. Her eyes showed the exhaustion from the lack of sleep she had been suffering.
The Iron Fist of Christianity
Although it is an extremely wore out topic, I believe that it is time for the rule of Christianity to discontinue.