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come visit me into my dreams you come to me every other night my heart is heavy my sleep is light onto a raft I drift led only by streams the gentle waves swing me to sleep and I … Continued
for a not yet committed sin nevertheless I’m culpable for the sin not committed is I am indeed miserable the thought that never wants to leave my head in peace by day and night it haunts me towards the … Continued
it rips me from the inside behind leaves emptiness and dust nothing more than a hollowed crust voided of any life or pride the days go by yet time stays still reverberates through recollections no star can give me … Continued
it hurts yet I cannot stop it I trick myself into believing another one won’t hurt my living another step to the bottomless pit I pray I can keep far away the spirits feasting on my flesh they carve … Continued
the empty kitchen smells like mould the tiles are green the mood is blue since yesterday it has a darker hue turns even darker with the cold for all I’ve tried I can’t escape it climbs relentless up my thoughts nevertheless … Continued
it’s been a moment just a glimpse of what it could have been one day tonight I mourn in the dark I pray because of me life has left its limbs it’s been a minute just a breath it is not breathing … Continued
the roof over my head is an empty sky freedom ain’t easyI’ve quickly grown old I often feel hungerI often feel cold yet what I miss most is a person’s smile I am but a botherno more than a … Continued
I walk through the valley of man’s greed the river is long gone and its bed is dry a red sun evaporates every tear I cry before they can drop and water the weed no man shall live like … Continued
mother had warned me long ago it runs through the family blood gluttony now drags me in the mud and the desire never stops to grow perhaps it’s written in the stars that these steps I should follow inside … Continued