Homeless
The war is over. Why are you still fighting? You already lost the battle. Why are you waiting for victory? Accept it is no longer your territory. Wander. Wander once more.
Stars in You
You look at the sky on at a moonless midnight. The darkness only give way to a few twinkled scattered light. If you study those lights you’ll see closer inside. One of those stars are connecting you to a universal tide. Where spirit are celestial beings of in infinity. Hear me out and seek the… Continue reading Stars in You
Unlock without a key
And then you become the one without. And emptiness shows up masking the doubt. That you need this thing that your heart desires. That people have killed for and crumbled empires. Yet, you never learn to take a step in a new direction. Fated to fail, disregarding their deception. Break away from the lies and… Continue reading Unlock without a key
MISSING IN ACTION
Hey, folks. Just an update on me and my whereabouts. I’m off somewhere far from home doing some stuff for the Army for a bit. I’ll try to post as often as I can. Thanks for stopping by and thanks for the support ♥️
The hanging
I’m not sorry and I don’t need your pity. Save it for the next, hangman committee. My hands are tied with barbwire. I think they heard that armor is my chosen attire. This may be the last you see of me. But deep in your minds and souls, lies my legacy. A fear that you… Continue reading The hanging
The Party’s Over (Part 2)
Outside, the sun peeks over the horizon. Everyone is already gone and you’re all alone. You’ll find that it’s much colder when you’re by yourself. You put on a coat to stop the chill. You cover your heart to heal. Sunrises don’t look the same anymore without her. You wear shades to block the rays.… Continue reading The Party’s Over (Part 2)
The Party’s Over (Part 1)
Lights turn on as the room starts to empty. Last call, an hour ago. Don’t have to go home, but well..you know the rest.And as the venue clears, I can see the mess they left behind. The floors, covered in distrust and self pity. The main bar is coated in droplets of spilled regret. Some… Continue reading The Party’s Over (Part 1)
