On raven black wings, The holy mother descends Promised salvation, A lonely light at the end Dark prophecy is fulfilled
Tag: Descend
Lonely Static
The loneliness doesn't fade The static doesn't dissipate I continuously descend Down, down, down, Where the static crackles forever
Dreamland
Soon, I descend into a familiar world Soft sheep prance upon fields of forest green, Ivory fleece bouncing with each bound A jubilant breeze drifts through, Winding around every living being, It reaches out with spectral fingers
Introverted Creativity 