Darkness at the peak, Silence throughout the city. In the distance barks.
Darkness at the peak, Silence throughout the city. In the distance barks.
In land of no horizon The future anonymous- Bleak save struggles. Life teeters on jagged edge, Adversity flourishing.
Ripples in the air. Distant sinking horizon. A long desert road.
Emotionally Unidentifiable Anticipation
The house sits silent, Light from a single bulb dim. Night presses inward.
Soundless dark pressing. The road rolls in the headlight- An owl flies away.
Peace begins within. The outward expression of tranquility is often marred by the inner warring of souls and dreams, making even the most serene of ponds ripple from underneath. Thrashing like a serpent, this outpouring of pain, suffering and anguish…