Submissions by LittleLuomala

First toxic beverage of the evening, a simple mild brew
As I drain the glass I am reminded of how much I am missing you
As I wait with patience after a long gulp I hear nought but silence
Such is the stale repercussion, from the world, for my defiance

A question of reason knocking upon the door between mind and heart
The barrier of soul, broken the very moment the two of us did part
The emptiness of void taking place of what use to be lively and pure
A descent into the overpowering dark, for I was not at all sure

I was left to accept organ-splitting...