He dreamed of dancing naked
in muddier marshes, how his...
However often I recycle the screen
it takes me nowhere except the same...
2014-04-22 04:38 AM
Thee, Seeker of hollow solace...
Drowning Lessons/Adventures in Depression...
I saw the crescent moon
like an orphan child in winter...
We run away from oblivions
Pitch-black past visions...
Right now, I would rather be furious,
be the percussion that storms ally with...
You are the water, I am the land.
Boats sneak past your conscious...
In sleep I felt them perish
the winds that once did fan...
The only sign of him being
alive are the ashes dusted...
From the bowels of depression
grow sepia buildings tall...
Sunshine basking behind thunderous clouds
frozen icicles shadow flames of spring...