#thewreckage
A Billion Stories
Book I: The Wreckage
Part III: Spirit Sightings
The knife in my hand,
The dreading souls seek;
Vengeance, really is all they plead,
For what I see is heaven's peak;
A knife can't harm a forest.
Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 10:50 PM UTC
A Billion Stories
Book I: The Wreckage
Part II: Make-Believe
I believe in what I see,
No need for blinding fantasies,
My consciousness is clear as ice,
And what I know will not desert me.
What I find, when I go east,
What I hear amidst the years,
When I know I'm at my peaks;
My eyes have faded,
And my mind is not so clear.
Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 10:42 PM UTC
A Billion Stories
Book I: The Wreckage
Part I: Demolition
Look at the wave,
I cannot breathe,
A maple in the forest.
A timer ticks infinitely,
A globe that couldn't save its face.
I gaze across the evergreens,
Each had its own life story.
They fell along the battlefront
And lost their lives and glory.
Each stump was bloodied
And was thrown,
Into a broken honor.
To watch the maple's swaying leaves,
To ponder of its journey.
Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 10:38 PM UTC