canxcer

random word (vomit)


In the end....
what are we,
to those ideals we hold most cherished?
Whom would they choose,
over a shroud of a listless sun?

The dusk draws near,
& I stand alone...
...Forsaken


Shivering on the wing of time and tide.

Struggle gives way to the whisper,
Of a merciful eternal hush,
& pain washes numb

Laughing steadfast
on memory shore.


THE DREAM CHOOSES ME.
A nameless grey morass.

Where i linger'
& scream with all my might.


So i turn & drift into the endless fog

Until there is nothing
and i......
REMAIN STILL

on another note this lil fella and i ate some raisins together it was mighty swell