Dormant sounds reawaken stoic eyes
left passing over silken strands...

Down the street as we
pass the corner store...

Dream Catcher,
Like a fox in the night...

Down the cobbled trail,
we walk toward our...

These eyes cast yonder,
this mind that wanders...

Fireflies emit post traumatic
notions of existence...

As I search,
Diving deep into...

Soaring on the wings of fate,
I am relinquished to this world...

Often thinking, we are dwelling,
No spirit moves our nature elsewhere...

Thoughts going through my head,
Walking up steps that never end...

Feel the flesh beneath the soul,
Where history vanished, never told...

Take me from my torment,
Drowning in the river Styx...