Re: Soul shivers

 
The Soul shivers like avalanche,

 

Try to find a mask,

 

To weave amidst the societal camouflage,

 

Lies whispering in the wind,

 

Like memoirs of yester year,

 

I sit at destiny’s door with a painful glare,

 

Beyond the façade, my hear beats like primal fear,

 

My dreams coloured crimson,

 

Encrypted with evil words,

 

Like satanic memoirs,

 

The world a perverse paradox,

 

I no longer wish to inhabit,