Chiming, clouded symphony of clattering, cadenced white noise,and though carved out of child-like glee, we plea for the simplest of joys.Swarming, sailing, silently, shaping submerging seas of sorrow,and thus engage thy tormented thoughts with a hope of a blossoming tomorrow.Victims of our own wonderful world,whistling, weeping, winds with the invisible enemy entranced, capriciously curled.Hailing down… Continue reading Oblivion
A journey through erratic emotions from times that would be deemed as devastating
Cluelessly candid 