about
|| info
|| writings || photography ||
credits || host ||
journal || current ||
archives || |
A
poem is never finished, only abandoned. ~Paul Val�ry
|
Untitled
Struggling to stay afloat In a sea of memories With every word my eyes do read Blackness is all that I can see. Burying thoughts six feet under Digging a deeper,darker hole Yet they rise like rotting zombies To chew away at my tender soul. Clouding vision chases away All useless hope of another day I will try to keep the zombies at bay With this sharp knife and haunting decay. raw || truth |