Dec 2014
Peace isn't real. Calm isn't still and wounds won’t heal in a sober state of mind.
Imprisoned by curiosity leads to my tragedy, my demise while being haunted by the eyes of ghosts of tortured hosts.
Recklessly as result of insanity caused by vanity I wish the ease of these entities.
This place is interlaced with disgrace and slows in pace until it seems that time stands still.
There’s no free will. I lay here ill and hot blooded. My vessels are flooded. I stop and listen.
The realm that I exist in whispers a revelation. Priority or option? Forever or forgotten?
The sky is denied of daylight - deprived of beaming insight. Nothing here is right.
I’m leaving now without a sound though to this place eternally bound. For a season I will roam alone and out of sorrow will cast my stones until the reaper takes me home.
Imprisoned by curiosity leads to my tragedy, my demise while being haunted by the eyes of ghosts of tortured hosts.
Recklessly as result of insanity caused by vanity I wish the ease of these entities.
This place is interlaced with disgrace and slows in pace until it seems that time stands still.
There’s no free will. I lay here ill and hot blooded. My vessels are flooded. I stop and listen.
The realm that I exist in whispers a revelation. Priority or option? Forever or forgotten?
The sky is denied of daylight - deprived of beaming insight. Nothing here is right.
I’m leaving now without a sound though to this place eternally bound. For a season I will roam alone and out of sorrow will cast my stones until the reaper takes me home.
