The assaulting silence bearing unto his soul echoes through the long since dessereted corridors of his heart. a pain that was once thought relinquished preys upon him as he sits in the gathering darkness, with a chirp of a nearby cricket, starting its song in the overgrown grass of the garden once named Eden. a… Continue reading unknown crime
Tag: innocents
Alex
this path we walk hand in hand where only the silent talk footprints in the sand
Hidden in a veil of lies
There is an ever turning abyss in the minds of those who know not what they do, they know not why they do what they do but they do it anyway….i am one of the supposed innocents, the pleasant appproachable name for certifiably insane.