Tell me, show me, Something truly sincere "I'm sorry," doesn't mean anything To me anymore
Tag: Empty
Crimson Prison
Photo by Andy Buckley on Pexels.com In a lonely prison Crafted from crimson, I am confined Here, silence reigns, An empty space For the condemned to stay Darkness casts over all, Leaving nary a sliver of light In a lonely prison Crafted from crimson, I stare at towering walls Within them, I see those Who… Continue reading Crimson Prison
Devoured Innocence
Innocence shed in the bleak realization Of a night without end
Some Days
Some days, I want to shrink in on myself, To become nothing, A monster, And forget everything
Unknown Space
Desolate silence Echoes in empty confines Of an unknown space
