We all want life to be peacefull and clear. well that only comes with death, those few precious seconds before you die when all things are clear and you see what it all meant.
Tag: precious seconds
Waking
Light gives in to the darkness. The sun is about to set. Dusk falls and night encroaches like a thing borne out of fevered nightmares. I look towards the darkening sky gathering the last of the dying light. I see myself standing upon a deserted street– paper and dust being carried away by the wind.