Anger flurishes within me
Anger tries to consume me...
Do you know how it feels when
No one talks to you or care...
My memories are my trauma.
My heart is my endless suffering...
Rose petals decay on the bed we once loved in.
The once open windows dark with cobwebs...
I suppose your phantom will eventually seize me,
whether it may be at the trains of midnight...
Fake prophets
with false messages...
You've been waiting for quite a while now,
Here's your chance, take a bow...
The door is inching open
the light hits her face...
And in time when my blood stops flowing
will I meet Him, the creator and knowing...
Bizarre antics
twist and coil...
This is really creepy for what i usually write but...
i sit in this dark room...
Darkest hour
3 am...