Longing to feel, the broken glass, in the pit of my stomach, The twists and turns, seams of red, are but reminders, A better day? Perhaps not, A better dead? Perhaps yes, Unbeknown to me are the pleasures, that a Darkness holds,
Tag: reminders
Given Curse
Cold death grips my heart My darkened dreams are ripped apart Evil makes us all aware Of wicked pains that are out there