Wishes
I am waiting patiently for Winter to subside. The twelve trials left me with some nasty wounds. I’m tired of living in the darkness. I long for a happy rebirth. Continue reading Wishes
Tag: Spilled Words
Sarcophagus
Remembering the eulogy, on this cold and frosty morning. Mental inscriptions along the glass reflections. Those remnants held tightly are the dismal connections to unpleasant memories. Cuts and abrasions of reopened wounds that refuse to heal. Spirits returning from the old days. The mind is a broken coffin. It is difficult to let the dead remain buried. Continue reading Sarcophagus
Empty
Sitting beneath the open sky. Writing these thoughts of desperation. Listening to the sound of emptiness. Watching the world move toward the void. Continue reading Empty
Dead Ends
Where will this road pick up again? I should seek a different path, regardless of the terrain. When will the sun smile on my horizon? If I can’t have the sun, then I will take the moon instead. Continue reading Dead Ends
