Wandering Voices

[Discontinued]

The dread within the silent nights and the cold December air seeps into my being. Thoughts ran rife inside the valleys of my mind, emotions shifting like a turbulent storm -- one moment ecstatic, another sorrowful.

This is a poem collection with no particular theme, just things that come into my heart and go, like a passing wanderer that left an imprint in the pathways of my soul. These are the thoughts of reflection that form when the darkness forces me to look at my own.