Cragged vessel hewn with thought. Who’s timbers of want are bound by uncertainties. Motioned by sails of desire. Bourne adrift on tides of need Winds speak words Tears on each waves wake. Would you not fetch upon the rocks To easy your load upon the edges To sail my mind no more To have this… Continue reading Vessel

wasted effort (classic end of the world scenario)

The tides push forward, receding, and then back again. Like an eternal flow they carry on: powerful, majestic, peaceful with an evil smirk on its face. Two years ago my last touch with humanity was snatched so viciously away; pulled from my feeble grasps of despair. I console myself with this journal, the last to… Continue reading wasted effort (classic end of the world scenario)

Run away

Im no good at writing, but i am trying, i need as much advice as possible. its meant to be about be alone because of other peoples views…… Runaway, the they’re beside you, Runaway, the truth is still behind you, Runaway, their still beside you, All they ever do is watch you,