Sanctuary of Silence

In the solitude of night Where my sanctuary resides, Silence is the only companion

The Reaper

In the dark of night, Silence hanging heavy in the air, The reaper comes to visit

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…

Void of Silence

Silence stretches in The depths of space, endless void A lurking nightmare Quietly exists within Shadows of unknown horrors

Fog Shroud

Within my mind, A dense shroud of fog Obscures an unthinkable reality