Vibes. Night Rides described by the light amongst the skies. Eyes closed as if blind to side with time passing by. Dreams. Lucidly seeping to reams. Bleeding on screens. Escape. Facing mistakes contemplated on stage. Unlaced to strip tapes placed. Freed. Degrees decreed to feed seas need. Oceans deep intertwined and described by filigree. Living.
Tag: free verse
O Death, How I hear your whisper. Your touch brushing against my skin. Cling to me ever embracing light and hold me close. Let not the darkness take hold and encompass my soul. O Death, Must we all see you in the end? Amongst the frivolous pursuits of men we venture close til risk drives
They say I’m a hot mess but also cold, where I find my balance. Amidst the chaos and storm that rages inside, a mystery of silence to find peace of mind. A project constructed to tower to the heavens only to find the ground more appealing. Games played yet I pause to come to reality,