Cobwebs
Stagnant water
Lightless
Hopeless
Useless
The mere sight of it made our angels above recoil in disgust.
A festering wound that poisons the well. Meandering procrastination. Birthed hate and envy.
It is rot.
It is decay.
It is a promise.
It is inevitable.
It is home.
Feb 24, 2020
Feb 24, 2020 at 7:46 AM UTC
Cobwebs
Stagnant water
Lightless
Hopeless
Useless
The mere sight of it made our angels above recoil in disgust.
A festering wound that poisons the well. Meandering procrastination. Birthed hate and envy.
It is rot.
It is decay.
It is a promise.
It is inevitable.
It is home.