Portrait

one life bleeds into another the different masks i wear find each other now all transparent i stand at the precipice of what created man no god, no devils, just us at the end of our rope a blinding perspective we're all alone everything i thought i was slipped through my fingers and fell like … Continue reading Portrait

Below Zero

I felt you if but for a moment Although brief, it was real As tangible as the ghosts we once felt Lofty ideas with a touch of despair Not without its jet black stains I bit down on the bullet until it left me sane Fracture my jaw, I'd rather not speak About all the … Continue reading Below Zero