The moon and sun circling over faded blue lines of twisted hope, entangling the earth in desire and pain.
the enslaved follow invisible chains, tied to their lifelines.
Dust moves along the collective mind and leaves nothing but smoke from burnt out inspiration.
silently in the dark, the battle never begun, and lives are never lived.
The silence is everything, nothing and both more and less than both.
We live encircled by the silence, forever nothing more than faded dreams and lost desire.
Comments
Has your situation improved since this write? I hope so…
I’m out of that situation now thank you mark. Luckily it diden’t last all that long. Just long enough to make me uncomfortable enough to need to reach for the pen.
– Emraldae
Makes me wonder if we are naturally slaves to our desires… in a world where some desire to be masters…
You know, I think we might be… Because at the end of the day, its those desires that keep us alive.
– Emraldae
Love the title very much and your words dug deep inside.
Thank you Trenchtownrock
– Emraldae
This is great stuff. I hope things get better for you. I can sympathise.
Thank you. They already have.
I’m glad you liked it and can sympathises :)
– Emraldae
your release is inspiring beautiful girl, can’t wait to catch up when i return to your hemisphere… x x
:) thanks Gretchen.
I’m beginning to think Lisa may be right about us not getting you back, but when you make your way down here again a catch up sounds lovely xx
– Emraldae
i’ll be there sooner than you expect my lovely ;) xoxox
I look forward to it xxxx
– Emraldae
Stay strong.
Be good, be you, be true.
I shall
– Emraldae
Wow. thank you so much.
– Emraldae
Stunning. You deserve the feauture also!
thank you very much. :)
– Emraldae
A great, strong and emotive piece of writing…very glad to hear you are no longer in the situation that inspired this write. Congrats on the feature, very well deserved.
Thank you Lisa, I’m glad I’m not either.
:)
– Emraldae