Imprints of the last to leave framed in the window overlooking nightfall. Broken arches under crumbling towers and the return of saplings taken root in memory...
Tag: hidden
Dead Faces
In halls of white we walk imprisoned here by the gaze of dead faces...
Signs of Life
Listen to the stories that the walls tell in knocks and whispers out of hidden places telltale signs of life in the midst of a storm...
Down the Hall
There’s noise coming from down the hall And the walls seem like they’re breathing A tired routine has brought me to this place To sit for a while with evil and hear its thoughts...
City of Secret Lights
We descended upon the city of secret lights With a hunger for the world in our hearts Chasing the taste of a dream we once had For a moment passing through catatonia to new sight...
A Proclamation
Wrapped in a proclamation to the world Within anthems called out across the rooftops A whispered command waits to be discovered Hidden between the blood-spattered pages...
Hidden Paths
Hold tight the paper hand Follow the scent of dust and madness into the past These black tunnels beneath the world Where evil whispers it’s secrets.
Matchsticks
Fly the way of windstorms Howl at the gate, passage through the wall Voice of death calling out ‘enter’ And no dream of disobedience will come.
Sawdust
Living behind glass, or etched into its surface Clouds heavy with rain roll across a sky streaked with pink
