The dreariness of each coming morning is fractured by the tears veiling your pupils
Bitter sentiments ring throughout your ears as you try and piece together the semblance of previous morning rituals
I will arrive,
Once I am done gathering the pieces left from past transgressions.
I hold the end in my arms,
And the rest shuffles into the wind.
What have I become?
Lead by a heart blacker than the s...
Under guidance not fully coherent with the masses, I tremble
Tremble away guilt ridden lies and devious, malnourished amorous blessings
Now that I've run out of tears, who will be there to console the...
I tried to keep you near
Our finger tips pressed and ached together, our grip slowly subsiding
Along with your scent
I once believed that soon it shall be
But the jagged pieces of glass embedded withi...
You could have been
Once encased within my embrace
You could have ruled
I write these words on parchment meant for the gods
I will burn, ashes consumed with broken breaths
Signs have been begged for
It's after midnight
The cadence of your breathing is inebriating
A chill cascades across the room
I pull you closer
The warmth emanating from our bodies marries underneath the covers
The atmosphere of...