
“barren” 6.1.18
never healed.
rolling hills of molten glass
ashen sky labors in breath
light – fades into red
shrouds this living death
once these were fields
brim with hope
fallow burning
burning down
long ago
lash winds strips
with hollow sound
across the face of these ash laced mounds
there is no one to see
no other around
no mirror
just scarred barren ground
I lay down
I lay down,
within dreamless sleep
lies sleepless dreams
notes… sometimes life is not all puppies and unicorns, I am human after all, I try to always look on the bright side, but sometimes night happens. (and yes i wrote this in June, I don’t always post as I write, sometimes I wait for a moment that is right, for me)
music… “For My Fallen Angel” (just listen)
as always, thank you for your time in reading my little blog, even if I reach but one my job is done.