green-ink

Change your cover photo

green-ink

This user account status is Approved

Rasping pencils across sun-stained paper Soft whispers across a hall, faintly echoing between walls of stone and dust A light breeze from pages flipped An airless rom filled with voices, repeating mantras of formulas and grammar Repeat, practice and preform Repeat, practice and preform Slides of speaches with knowledge barly spread Marks on walls, arms, books and minds Lectures faintly spooken A common breath of air, a wish for luck, a begining, an end

cages

Locked in heaven Locked in hell Burned by rivers beyond repair Fallen heroes swung with remorse Feathers cut from diamonds cold Hands blue by air lost Head heavy with regret Arms bound by sorrows Locked in heaven Locked in hell Bound by sorrows beyond regret Locked in heaven Locked in hell

I long for freedom off a cage of lies and truth I long for freedom of my past and future I long to spread my wings and let the tip of feathers brush against the burning stars in a sky of velvet I long to fly free of truth and error

A fool stands in the forest waiting for nothing but wonder Someone wise does not enter the woods on the invite of such tricks But for whom shall the tricks fall true, and for whom shall they fly with the ashen leaves?