July 14, 2017
Why break a person who’s already at their breaking point? You see, there’s broken pieces of flesh surrounding us. So how long until there’s a phone call? We people rest easily side by side, but the ground has been dug up. We choose to see the light, yet how does one find light when those keep locking spirits in a cave? The sun is stretching but this person is lodged at the bottom of the ocean, and all those cries are just whispers amongst the cold cement.

Far amongst the treacherous lands is a journey to find a white rose fulfilled with loyalty, but they continue to keep running into thick deep cut thorns cutting into the skin of their unfathomable dark secrets. Those secrets are gone and so is the rest of the person. That person will attempt to scream once more into the distance, but the fog has become stronger than the voice they can release, and now they are done, drenched in thick grey smoke unable to breath, choked upon memories, no longer more.