Yea, for I shall welcome death In its simplicity For difference there is not Behold for consciousness Is but the grim realization of life And when the day shall come When life is no longer What shall I fear Except the pain required for it And what must our consciousness become And if … More searching for a glimpse of death
what have i done to merit such loss? what have i done that life doth exhaust? what have i done for this love to flee? what have i done that this way it should be? what have i done that life from me hath been removed? what have i done that my soul be not … More on losing it all the year i turned forty
the effort it takes to hold back the tears becomes more and more trying with more and more crying and more and more denying and more and more wanting to let the flood rain to let the blood drain to let the song refrain to let the tears fall upon the pain deep within upon … More tears
my brain is getting the best of me the processor is working overtime and i am spiraling i am never an angry person i don’t want to be angry but i feel its grip on me darkness and rancor surround me they make themselves at home in my dungeon sour wetness trickles down cold stone … More i am bound
echoes in the darkness 