Fading Reminiscence
To remember the ecstasy of a passion combined with beauty, is it better to have never had it, or to have and then lost it completely.
This is my hell
In the blind chase of something else I allowed life to strip you from my fingers, and now I'm just mad at myself I guess. This is my hell...
Innocence
Dear Life, I miss my innocence, My now absent bliss. I sit and I reminisce on when I…
Empty Fulfillment
There is a quickly expanding void in my soul that torments my existence. Lingering like a dark shadow,…