Thursday, May 21, 2009

They don't want to hear your message of love. They've made the choice to fear.
In their empire, they are so blind to protect. And all because of the skyglow.
No place for dreams of joy and prosperity in the mind. Nothing to build upon.

Saturday, May 9, 2009

fayre

Words like sprites and electric flies.
Such an indecisive mind.

Sleep. Not sufficient. Cannot play the game.
But I am craving for long dreaded dreams
And now I place myself at your feet.
A slave in the kingdom of sheep.