Blank Grave
Blank Grave
Cool bleary canvas
Stalking among the dead
Dismal autumn light - shaded sadness
Leaves collapsed splashed red
Here lies
Travelers of society
Deceitful beggars in corrupt ties
Many men eyes blurred in dubiety
Shall we desecrate what has been given
Shoot the hollow hole blindly?
Steer what is ours to be driven?
Path marked now surely won’t end kindly.
What's...
Monday 18th September 2017 2:07 am
When I'm gone if I leave
When i’m gone if I leave
Where do I go ?.... Why do I stay?
I want to be alone, but i don’t want to be lonely
I fight to find reason…. Do I do it? All I do is fray
Me, myself, and I. why why why do I feel so homely
I become consumed by the philosophy that is my life
My “mind” synonym: Asylum
I’m ensnared, straight jacket woven of….
Thoughts
Annihilate my consciousness
The captive in the ...
Monday 18th September 2017 2:02 am
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