Thursday, July 15, 2010

Powerless Thoughts, Electric Views


On The Surface She's Cold As If No Blood Thirst Her Pulse.
She Reeks Of Sorrow But Yet No Compassion Or Regret.
Rocks Are Tougher Than Stones Or Nails Just Like The Texture Of Her Skin.

On The Inside She Screams Of Rapture Of Her Breathless Soul But Yet She Can't
Find Her Blood.
Little Girl Sorrow,Big Woman Cry,Follow The Path Of Secrets And Silence.


Powerless Thoughts,Electric Views.
Inspired By: Nirvana "In Bloom" And "All Apologies"


The Severed Garden


"Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.”- Jim Morrison