next to be distilled
next to be distilled
the tears of our enemies
necter of the gods
next to be distilled
the tears of our enemies
necter of the gods
day sets into night
the balance to be maintained
weariness descends
repeating stories
from the book that is my life
fail and fail again
scattered attention
in the early morning pink
clouds drifting on by
something will happen
but the nature is unknown
waiting continues
to take to the wing
and drift on through the aether
a blossoming dream
trials of the blood
broken hearted vampires
everyone needs love
a broken pencil
an empty piece of paper
life of a poet
feeding my nightmares
to be alone in the dark
the floor creaks at night
music of the rain
with a drumming overhead
soothing in the night