Breathe out

12 Sep

Something boils within. Survival instincts kickin in. How to find where it began. Clicking tocks and falling sand. Choking the sanity of this desperate man. Hand in hand, with hellish intent, waves of energy burnt and pathways bent. Sitting on the sidelines, as heaven and hell combine. Intertwined like sacramental wine and exaggerated time. No roles content the soul and when it’s villian and victim, it’s real easy to break him.

Leave a comment

Posted by on September 12, 2013 in Paradise Drift


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: