To Feel Nothing ~ Freedom

Her blood stained cheeks dwindle in the low light of her life The feeling of nothingness consumes her whilst the hatred runs wild and rampant through her What part of her keeps trying to hold on to life when death is so peacefully in her sight She just wants the noise to stop The screaming...

Ships

What are ships but a dream of the sea's Floating, nay gliding over the watery tears Take the control and guide her safely home Only when the sea has its way are ye allowed to roam What are ships but a one-sided treat take everything you can and spit it back in their face What...

Sirens Song

Alone he has been sailing these seas... Nothing but the wind...The moon for company and yet how he mourned for the beauty in his sleep he closed his eyes often...just to hear her sing...   The love call from a siren...his quest and only option... she sits upon of flower strewn hill...calling softly to him......

Unknown

Standing on the edge of a cliff, winds blowing in favour of death...she sings...the sweet siren's voice trembles over the hidden valleys below leaving invisible footsteps caressing the dirt stained land...she falls. The wind picks up but time goes so slow around her, her dress fluttering in the decaying wind her scream burning a hole...