Fate
The domino of fate strikes down angels… Their wings are heavy, unfolded in the wind. And here we are, tearing flowers to crumbs, and miss...
I ran upwards
I ran upwards though my soul was chasing itself downhill, a body deprived of hopes, a boulder against the wind. Horizon lines of worlds...
A letter to those who battle depression
Dear Depressed, How have you been doing? Well, I think I probably know the answer. You see... I woke up today to the horrific silence of...