-
The Death of Love.
Like a rotting corpse in the Earth, There is little I can do.A vicious disease, it cleans me free of bone, tissue and hair.Barely sustaining me. There is no cure ...
-
Why Do We Love One Another?
Utterly two minds imprisoned by one another. Both own a key but neither wish to hand it over. Do we love for safety? A sense of knowing? An existence where ...
-
My Eyes See You.
I watch deep from the shadows as you dance with her.A crumbling love we once cherished is in the wind, Ash, salt or sand - it's blown away. You touch ...
-
Cutlery Can Do More.
It drips, A travelling circus of blood cells and metal.Magnesium and iron. I'm bionic to the looks so vivid, a liquefied ruby.Just think, how much a small vegetable knife can ...
-
I Am Gone.
A rope, A gun, poison or knife. Whatever was needed to take my life. There was no angel to account for, not even a knighthood boy, to save me from ...
-
Athena, Your Hatred Stays Strong
I forgive you not, Athena. For what you've done to me. An unbearable decay of skin and blood, a walking Gorgan corpse.Feared by was not my fault, my fault alone.Of ...
-
Hera's Curse
The blood of my children is smeared on my hands.Hera, divine and cruel. You will not rest until my body is frozen, grounded and gone.Until you hear my voice no ...
