Veiled pasts leave fragments of today.
Shattered dreams driven inward to be washed away.
Intensely waited thoughts balance on the sharp edge of insanity.
While misfortunes bleed out of every crack and opened wound.
Unfounded, unwanted, unattainable thirst for that in which we need.
Tranquility, honesty, all in its exaction of actuality.
Bleed, thirst, hunger, for all that you want to kill.
In the time, of your end, No longer can you pretend.
Souls rise, souls fall, fate becomes all that you lived.
Shadows draw closer as your eyes grow dark and weak.
Lessions given, lessions earned, for some have no rewards.
Just bitter blisters of what souls hide deep down inside.

sending you love & strength

breath and take in the greatness of life

awesome write terry