Bleeding through the sheets
White stained lily pedals
Canvases covered with dust
Time slowly trickles down the veins
The remnants of memories begin to fade
Emotionless wonders outstretched open arms
Wings severed in bliss
Shards of a reflection
Cold and grey
Moonlit pathways and arches
Come to seize the day
They raise their heads to the sound in the dark
Ghosts in the fog bellowing in the distance
Once again the world falls apart
We dream in dissonant slumbers
Focusing amongst the dead
Praying to an invisible god
Or some strange voice in our heads
Author notes
Just something I wrote a few days ago.
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