Post-neon Amour II

I’ve seen you in strips of black and gray lunar cloak; a grunge-gothic disarray of savage hairstrands from above a sad, spying eye and words cutting through the haze… soft spoken syllables that die gently telling me about a hole in the moon so vast it covered the whole of the universe… it’s void expanding… Continue reading Post-neon Amour II

Our Sad Reality

I will share a little piece of my mentality to all of you, for no one else dares to listen to my ideas on humanity. Society…Heh…How depressing is society. Seem’s as though every time our society improves we loose touch with ourselfs, and focus one unimportant things. We loose touch with our spirits and minds.… Continue reading Our Sad Reality