When the relationship has completely eroded and there is nothing more to be said
Reaching out to humanity
you don’t want to read
breaking up and its consequences
My soul, on the prowl Pausing to lay out a trail, of failure, defeat & fetid imagination Comeuppance to my pride & wayward life Behold, thy creation A father moans for his long lost son His heart flutters at the name of his creation Emptied, transmuted, servile Arms outstretched, profound agony Behold, the emancipator Perchance […]
Stuck in the wastelands of melancholia. It’s that time for me and it wont leave me.