Archive for the ‘Writing’ Category

Monday, June 9th, 2008

Apathy and my own dead visions
leave open and sickly festering wounds
in the heart impossible to mend.

And when my anathema soul, when
it comes to its last, predestined place,
all it can find for miles is nothing.

It journeys without end. Forever,
in the hope that there might be a star
in the sky so dark, blindingly bright.

Sunday, June 8th, 2008

I believe in shooting stars,
shooting them, meaning destroy.

Pinning them so they can’t fly,
dust to dust they live and die

for’er and never glow again,
heart manumitted from pain.


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