Life with Day and Night
By Loneliness is condescending •
The blind are gathering the playful breeze is faltering the folds of the world are opening shattered glass lying discarded on the floor spinning round in this vicious cycle of angst this is your agony your love the echoing of footsteps down a deserted hallway a stoic reminder of all that's gone wrong with an aura of silence surrounded in abandoned on the cold ground faith in humanity lost in troubled dreams our daily routine of giving up