In the end.
Enter into the tunnel.
I sit here looking at the blue,The mess we made,the glass pierces through,Smiling as tears roll down the cheeks. Dripping colors of husk,the clock ticks through my soul,I am choking on the words,Covered in the flashes of moon. Hush now! Everything ends slowly,Nubivagant I sleep still,Clutching to the memoriesThat didn’t last even a scimachy. No … Continue reading Looking at the Blue – Poetry
Hello sweet dreams,We have a thousand little fantasies,Blacks, blues and shades of green,No stars just blood and brim,Let me sleep below the screams. Hello old friend,We have talks untalked and stray,All the rainbows fade and cast away,Leaving us blank and choked on night,I cannot see no moon making me smile, again. It's been long since … Continue reading Sweet Dreams: Poetry