Month: August 2019
Death
Death leave my door
Noone here is surrendering
Strychnine is far too sweet for us
We fight for those breaths
That you slyly silence at night
Hearts race toward the next beat
Your icy touch will freeze nothing
Take your pallid shadow elsewhere
May moonlight wash it to the gutter
I do not defy you by clutching life
Antagonists seldom knows their part
Begone into the silvery moonlight
Find another doorway far distant
Where others may yield to your spell
Tomorrow may not be promised
But neither is relinquishing to you
Wordless Wednesday
Random phone picture
Sunrise
Light silently slips from nights grip. Breezes sing songs of rustling leaves. Their chill fleeing the coming dawnSleep entrances rose tat would moveSenses sharpen images within dreamsThe body stirs within to announce the day
