From its destruction uncertainty was the drowning effect. Yet reason came flooding back. The light that once shown. Miles of space now hung once again to breed light. A star was born. Advertisements
Month: April 2018
Surrounding darkness trying to find refuge within these cold bones. Finding warmth beside the basking light. Carrying it’s dim light amidst the shadows that dance from its touch. I sit by the fire enjoying its company. Keep me in knowing that the light can shine even in the darkest of places.
I’m not that difficult to figure out. To some, it would seem that I am a walking paradox. What can truly be drawn from me just by an encounter? Most people think I am serious or reserved, quiet. It is true that I don’t really engage people as often as it would seem. I do
Ever present flow in eternal unrest through Acheron. Charon carries through the river Styx. Tartarus now holds in Hades’ hands. Staring back, the face of death.
The light reflects the steps taken. Once prowling in the forests trails. The fox basked in light now swirls with glowing ember. Breaking away with rhythm to find proper footing. Standing on two feet to the beating drums. Heart enthralled by the flare of the light. Bring into effect a new dance, watch and applaud
Clouded hues masked in light. Nights surrounded within an ominous sight. Ripples across space and time. Upon a dream of oceans, riding tides. Echos seen as tales of an epic voyage sought. The darkened horizon casts its shadows. Reflection moving unclear and blurred. Wavering weather wrestling whispers, whistling wishes watered with windy waves. Sailing through,
I’ve been hearing women trying to be trap queens. While men no longer gentle, trying to be kings. All Kongs, trying to be gods. 3 am, covered in sweats, thoughts running around blocks. So watch me quick to move hands around clocks. I still work, trying to survive above dirt. Seeing racism still prevalant, though
Draw me to the end of these Sentences. Unraveled to come into fruition. Marked dreams parallel to a sense of serenity. Find planted feet upon realities shores. Hurdle me across space and time, yet see me orbit the star once again. Beauty not measured by men to comprehend such extravagant features. Sleepless nights wrestled not
Raging fire of uncertainty grips in hold of the cord. Silence the sweet company as the night welcomes home. Picking at the turning hands as the stars twinkle their absent present but seen as existing. Such a lonely day, it is mine. Swallowed soul, plagued and brought to shallow end. The choice to rise and
I like to take time and discuss various topics with certain people. There are the rare moments I have where I truly let my opinions known. I try to hold and portray the truth, as much as I can. I found myself discussing before the various things that go on in this world. We have