It was impossible for these eyes to wish upon a...
That came and went, like all the others before...

I never trusted anyone
not even myself; but...

She fell from Grace, or so they said
a million and one times over...

Seedlings waft, like Seedlings do
a morning dawn becomes a faceless...

My eyes crystalize like the morning sun,
when you enter our castle's edge...

The look of defeat upon my daughter's face
was enough to make my inner slumbering...

Would you like to see what I see?
Deep in the meadow of a New York frosting...

A hint of cheap cologne wafted
along my bony spine...

I smell Columbian coffee beans; brewing
as nightfall made love to shadow demons...

Black paint spatters cover a room
that once glistened from the...

My eyes blacken within
A cave of twisted seas and turns...

There is a room within my soul
for one final tear drop...