Good morrow world
The sun is bright...
Let sleeping thoughts
fester, give them no credence...
You’ve spent summers
in servitude, hearing only...
You’re full of
emptiness; how someone...
Often,
what I write on the paper is a letter...
Charming layers
Saving prayers...
As the needles pierce and puncture skin,
Another name is added in...
Fighting urges of darkness
a fiery switch within my mind...
Crow sits upon
the...
Music, birds
death and life...
I never know how to act when
the walls don’t shake...
It's been six years, one month
and fourteen days since the last...