This house is cloaked in darkness
Or really don’t you see?
You play as if this madness
Is felt by only me.
You act as if the silence… 44 more words
With every tick of the clock and breathe of air, the tension in my body slowly receded and in the depths of my soul it returned to its peaceful slumber; my trembling body came to a halt and the tight grip of my already white knuckles loosened. 691 more words