I’m wondering
What has happened?! and What has become...
Through fire and smoke.
Water and ice...
You fall like a burning star to a world that is...
The now empty walls
Are a vacant abyss...
She cannot work until the world sleeps
with doors locked, windows shuttered...
a high heels status.
she calls boys on her hot bed...
I am confined to isolation
These four walls will be my damnation...
We grounded ships on Pythian beach
then trekked high up to the Seer's lair...
As I sit in the devils lair
I slowly sink into chaotic despair...
she walks in black veil;
flowers begin to decay...
The fantasies of a wandering mind
There are two ways that you can have a wandering...
The shadow slithers
in the darkness...