#Perspectives

Sunlight graces his eyes blackened, and is blinding, Entering through the mirrors of the soul, never exiting. Released from the captivity of the minds labyrinth. Exiting hell, he is entering into a new entrapment. Nothing did quell the primal rage unwell, but in his swelling chest ...

:love_letter: ¹¹ Under a sky of silver bullets he lies awake whispering to the universe of everything that is silent to my ears yet filled with all of his existence subtly poured into the galaxy. I stare at his hair dancing in the gentle wind and how the...

Bodies still litter the plains The waters been tended by snakes Youre gods not different to pain You all think youre different Youre not all that different All of us fit in a grave Watch them kill what they hate The audience is filling with fakes again Monuments are built in their name again Toxins ...

Every human being, or so I have been told, has a collection of various masks; Some new, and some old. A young girl had painted her mask with colors that matched her lonely soul. Each color on the mask incorporated by the many friendships that made her whole. But the masks that she once wor...

Cranked as hell. No chance I'm inclined to bail. Let's set the scene and make taut their strings. Simply said, I seethe when they speak and seek sorrowful cessation as they pursue dreams vacant. Bob up and down, understand and play the clown. Everything's the joke's way, a splendid display for the ...

Praise God for selfless nightingales who dye the planet red with their exploding hearts. They open heaven’s gates and dream girl’s eyes with sacrifices crushed by rolling carts. Praise God for thorns who take a life for the aesthetic, trade it for some jewels. Roses cost a life per bloom, stones a ...

People always complain about roses having thorns. Do they ever think about why those thorns are there? In truth roses did not always come with thorns. The ones without thorns died out. Trampled by predators seeking to devour the nectar inside. Maybe we should be thankful the flowe...

╭━━ 🥀 ━━╮ We can complain because rose bushes have thorns so don’t tell me roses are beauty light up a room they highlight thy beauty I won’t believe they’re not made for funerals they smell so beautiful my ...

Point of view Is the glass half empty or half full? Everything is just a question of perspective. Maybe you are looking from down inside the glass And It seems full! But probably everything is just an illusion... The mind! How does he look at everything? Does ...