Shadows stretch over canvas,
The darkness of a nightmare
Weaves constellations in the air.
Colors cut from chaos,
Born of terror and of dignity,
Paint oblivion from reality.
Painted stars form destiny,
An entire galaxy
To break apart the sanity
It's impossible
To say we deserve a second chance
When fate is only circumstance
YOU ARE READING
Gracelessly
PoetryAs the tides turn, As the times change if everything is extraordinary is anything? In the end, the truth shines out all her flaws ring and shout. The moonlight shines and in it she falls gracelessly she, soulless, grays eternally The pandemonium sho...
