From about the vacant side I walk, Refuse, towards my path, it balk. My stride turns to gloom then to slumber, My soul torn about, wreaks of asunder. #Trash #ThrownOut #Ignored #DeathlyHollow
Tag: Photography
Loving Lies
Running away from my eyes Turning towards, and loving lies. The vacancy of my fear around my neck Someone cares that I am a wreck. A pothole of misery, to be denied All to comfortable breathing a sigh. From above my hole I see a light Looking down I see something bright.
Begin To Think
Words, muttering towards a shamble, Beaten down, surrounded by bramble, Treading through the weeds and muck, Thorns scratching, gouging, and still no luck, Every so often a clearing begins to speak, I tread lightly, see the sun, and begin to think.