
moments filled with blood
moments of searing pain
moments filled with blood
moments of searing pain
bleeding out
stillness
nothing more
the pen is dying
bittersweet
as the ink runs dry
Seeing the shadow dance in front of me
I hear the ringing in my ear
I am too late
a nuclear explosionan apocalyptic wastelandblackened dirtcharred bonesbroken souls haunting the earth fighting for freedomnearly won the waruntil fear in the egorocked a soul to its very core with the push of a […]
Pen to paper
Fingers to keys…
the raging tunes do nothing but heal
loud noises seal the wounds
of trauma past
medicate or meditate
My bones feel heavy
My muscles ache
hotel lobbies
secrets behind closed doors
a welcome to country
honouring the ancestors of before
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