|One little light remains
||[Oct. 4th, 2015|10:52 am]
Looking upon shadows of the past, cast in gloom and dour.|
Small banks smashed in childhoot pennies stolen for the liqueurs of a slow creeping death.
The future catching up as the walls and waves still crash so few safe harbors.
Time still laying upon, with crushing blows against the bows of a wanted life.
Concerns not seen, known, or ignored still the gears grind freshly with their grizzled grizzly brand.
Life still trying to find a way.
Hammers of the shadows laid against what was good that was kept freshly destroyed in massacre.
While all the light have now died, still one little light remains.