Backlash

Empty Densely clouded days and nights No light can shine in that deep darkness Penetrating cold that incapacitates Flames extinguished by anguish Ghosts of what I once was Fill me up I’m looking for you My father’s words bash against my already throbbing skull. “If I could just push a button and die I would … Continue reading Backlash

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Paint the Snow Pink

There is a pain in living For those devoured With awareness We are buried Under frozen ponds Murky muddied memories Where wicked absconds Desperately holding on To waning sun In for the long run Exploring depth Of clouded breath This feeling isn’t new Existing in pulses Ripples and surges Repulsive Reflection Of what I am … Continue reading Paint the Snow Pink