Terrorofdeathskeith

Living is a poison, someone please give me the means to swallow the pain of this needless anxiety. The sage of the eagle is said to live on the sun, we can only hear him when he spreads his wings. With which of the light and darkness that lies in these two eyes should I look at tomorrow now? In this dried dead town of rubble, I connect the dots. Nothing but nonsense reasons make solitude overflow like flame. My body sinks with drops of water trickling from a drain. When the poison is flowing, my life is at expiration. But the dreams of death I yearned for drifts away. With reticence, claws of eagles eat into the fortress. They spread their wi

Words cannot express the way I feel...  They have long forsaken me, but that's how life goes here one day and gone the next.  In this hour of night I lay awake thinking of the time that has gone by.  As time flies by when we are together I feel the bond stronger than any adhesive could ever form.  In long overdue sleep I dream of your presence by my side never leaving.  Does this make me weak?  I once wished I could find someone that fit the page ripped from the book of my life.  I believe that if there is a hand of fate upon me smiling or not I still move on.  Is it in the stars that we met? Was it by that hand of fate that drew us together

As I awake so do my thoughts the thoughts of my past and where it has led me.  Where I have been and where I am going were once unknown to even myself.  Until the angel came and made the path clear.  The angel illuminated the once dark pathway of my future life showing me the path to take.  This path is drawn out like a map guiding the weary traveler home.  Without it I would stumble into the dark sea of doubt and confusion, but as long as you are there the path remains bright.  Even if the path leads through the deepest sea or over the highest mountain it will be followed.   As the days grow short and the nights become cold the thought of yo