moon above a gathered sea

from by Continents.



Twenty-five, writer's block with the lines of life.
Starry nights and the clearest skies stand in defiance of rising tides.
A fear of displacement.
The strangling memory of false verdicts passed.
Yet although life's been graceful
(please understand that) it giveth and taketh back.
(And) I've tried to regain the strength to conclude and follow through.

In this face tonight I see failure. Promises bent for a pair of dark rings and sore limbs.
I'm done with making amends.

Lying at the feet of temptation, lost in reverie over her numbing touch. “Closer”, she whispers, as I give into the ecstasy of self-defiance.

This guilt I can't endure.
For mere affection.
Give into the allure,
my sole direction for years now, the short-sighted wretch that I've been.

I've seen how easily perspective shifts, how easy it is to forget.
Our mind's persuasive artistry, our heart's eternal debt.

Turn in spite as you always do and carry through.
It'll be a while before you pay your dues.
As long as these ashes you can swallow,
In your own filth you're damned to wallow.


from in streams of light doth linger, released July 21, 2013



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Continents. Dresden, Germany

An attempt at bridging the gaps between desperation, aggression, hope and honesty but somehow getting stuck naked somewhere in the middle of nowhere screaming your lungs out.
a soundtrack, a tragedy, a smile.

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