Art & Literature

The transition

Bearing sight to the cruelty of humanity, Chills of despair crawling up his spine; Rage flowing through his veins, Engulfing his conscience in darkness; He stood there as the witness to evil… Of what use is goodness? Of what purpose

Miscellaneous

A clouded mind

Clouded is my mind like the misty forest Lost in your thoughts Unable to think; What magic have you cast upon me? I know my existence But I keep questioning it, I know I am alive But I feel like

Art & Literature

This juvenile heart

We have everything we needed We have everything we wished Everything to keep us content But why does this juvenile heart crave For something we cannot have For someone we cannot caress Forbidden love, Lying in the dark corners of

Miscellaneous

My frozen heart

I am alive My frozen heart says, To my withering conscience, To my burning soul; Wanting to get away From this stricken world, To a land of love and hope; Desperate it is My frozen heart, For the warmth it craves,