If only the eyes that see fire could feel the touch of flames creeping closer...
Tag: freedom
Barricade
Murky Waters
Echoes in the Wasteland
Taste of Freedom
Caged and Still
Flight
Hidden beneath falling ash,Eyes closed, counting heartbeatsShattered glass like falling rainShimmers in the wind Overhead the Watcher circlesDrawing closer, ever closerCarried by the winds of angerToward the light of breaking day The clouds are fed by smokestacksThat tower overhead andSpew forth the breath of machinesToiling beneath the barren fields A slow march of drones proceeds… Continue reading Flight