Mar 2013
Languishing empty,
nothing
but darkness.
Pure sweet darkness.
The ebony walls,
are void of thought.
They surround me,
comfortly engulf me.
Holding my freedom.
nothing
but darkness.
Pure sweet darkness.
The ebony walls,
are void of thought.
They surround me,
comfortly engulf me.
Holding my freedom.
Suggestions welcome...
