Nothing much to say, my writing is the reflection of the inner me, so you can pretty much see through me in my soulfelt words |
One more night…Cold as the icy sea…
alone…no more pain...
Small beads of light shining through this fog
Endearing warmth piercing the frost...
"Quiet stillness of the night
The guide and ferryman of my only fate...
The shiver of the power of desire
A white-hot inferno burning inside...
Ghostly impressions of imature love
Is all that this hate left behind...
All i feel is a rose on my grave,
the warm touch of bloody petals...