So as promised here is the first installment of the Fiction page, I was going to post something less, well, brief, but today was not the best of days maybe I’ll elaborate more when I feel better in the meantime here’s a small poem that’s really more a string of thoughts.
Deep cries out to deep
Darkness is consuming
Heart is racing
Caught in a twisted cross roads
Feeling far too alone
Ready to be blinded by the light.
Why would he say that?
Lets forget the past
Dying of a broken soul
and that’s it, maybe later today I’ll add something a little less weird and a little more humorous. Hopefully though, someone got something from this. 🙂