Wednesday, April 14, 2010


Cast doubt upon a known truth
A path of least resistance has been chosen
Its dire, needy, hopeless and a bit pathetic really
Longing to belong in a place and state of perpetual bliss

Is this real?
Am I dreaming - If I am I wish to remain asleep
For the earth is harsh, cold, desperate and ominous
A place full of gargoyles masked as heroes

Flicker that lighter against my skin
Makes me feel more alive than I have in ages
A sort of needed destruction of the body
This helps to free the mind of all evil, of everything

1 comment:

  1. Well written and thought provoking. Corin