The darkness descends upon me and blankets me with despair. Air is swept away and my lungs shrivel with remorse. What sends me here to this forlorn place? Avalanches of sorrow slide roughly down the slope. Crevices of hope are covered and doomed to the nether region.
Drowning in hopelessness the sun turns away. My helpless tears fill the deep crevices carved by distance. The dancing heart slumps to the ending of the swan song. Regret spills over crashing through the levy that holds back the sadness.
Without protection the demise erupts into painful heartache and indefinite suffering. Demons swoop down and devour the lost soul. All is quiet - all is locked away into the great chest of terror and dreams.
Friday, March 07, 2008
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