Friday, August 8, 2014

30 Days and A Cold Rain

30 Days and A Cold Rain

The very air surrounding me vibrates

I cannot slow my thoughts

Some memories come complete with smells

Of a past vulnerable to distinction

Powerful entities that hold dominion

Stalking the days

Haunting the nights

'Ware weary travellers of the mind

Remembrances lacking nostalgia

A grey mist guarding monsters

That rend and slay fragile psyches