Insane,Isn't it?How our demons target us while they rest soundly in our minds.And,They come in different forms of pain,Promises and lies!Like…Neighbors that'll claim that they're there to pick you up from a fall…Lies like,Words of honor others wrought to be broken by a call!Made by their inner child while intoxicated by the alcohol!They would rather... Continue Reading →
Curse Of The Past
Too open. Like each pulsating wound on a body almost stabbed to death by broken promises. Pouring out fresh blood continuously regardless of their dates of print... Too open. Like the void within a mangled souled who's yet to find a family and home. Empty of the kind of love only another can bring... Too... Continue Reading →