Rants and ramblings of a mind that never stops. Poetry, prose, essays, etc... I just like to write
Incessantly calling upon the others to patch the voids of a broken soul
A voice of reckoning just beyond a mirror’s reflection
Voices of reason ignored beyond the walls of a desolate mind
Post Storm; Morning Sun
The screaming of the sapling sun that breaks through the gray skies leaving only glittery fragments of diamond dust floating through the air.
Come forth the warmth of golden hue cast across the seas of green coming to a halt upon the skins of our love where we lay waste to our…