19 February 2015

It reaches far beyond intolerance, to something that I’m not even quite sure how to describe. I don’t know if it’s the state of complete and utter self absorption of which the majority of people exist, or that because of it, they aren’t able to see beyond themselves to do anything to help themselves. DoesContinue reading “19 February 2015”

Wasted youth

The parking lot was full Spilling over onto the boulevard Hearse at the ready To lead the procession 102 in the shade Suffocating humidity No breeze to speak of All those gathered Dressed in black Mourning the loss Young life wasted Blood and tears pouring Tragically taken Listening through the wall Razors trembling fingers AsContinue reading “Wasted youth”