a lone walker treads her path a hallow wind blows her breath away the tip, tip tapping of her shoes echo’s down the alley each shadow magnified by perspective except a shadow stirred before she could call out another sound broke the tip, tip tapping of her shoes a loud pop with a steaming oblong… Continue reading Rest in peace
Tag: perspective
Face of Yesterday
My eyes are eyes of deceit Locked in their respective sockets What’s the use of trying I might possibly end up dying
A Perspective on a Death
It’s funny, you know, how some things work out. I knew a girl once. She was usually sort of quiet, and no one really noticed her….
Stand to Live
Topics of life, me; I won’t change, they; it still the same. Shit filled times, weed minds can make we stand.
Stand to Live
Topics of life, me; I won’t change, they; it still the same. Shit filled times, minds with grass can make we stand. Go on bloody present, keep crying your way to the beginning, gets closer time to time to the unfaithful end.
Grasping death
We all seek the higher power the form of death that lets us either live a little bit or die a little bit.