Forest of Equilibrium

Dark oceans we cry, writhing in the misery, cast spit on the love that lay at our feet, the intrigue of pain we crave it's mystery neglect to explore the depths to sanctity. We reach happiness, divine in providence, our lamented desires. Lose scent o

Our pleasures be joyless doleful experiences. We seek not life's beauty but cherish its funeral aspects. We crave the (mis)fortunes rich in their non entity rejoice in celebrating less severe tragedies. In the toil to exist we excrete individuality w

White rose perfume go with thee on thy way unto the thy shaded tomb low music doth fall lightly as autumn leaves about they solemn pall. Faint incense rises. O'you, you fell away from me my love, like all earthly things vanish into death's cold myste

Lost in the battlefield of opposite extremes. I ponder on the embankment that stands in between the monochrome and color entirety I see the beauty and chaos of fate and destiny. Stand in the balance of forest equilibrium. Absorb every aspect of fores

Together we have discovered the languid fatigue of love interrogated all our beauty we've turned each other inside out. Drowning in Ebony Tears. The long face of cherrlessness the only bonding we share enlightened by degredation the only pleasure is

Tortured self worth, abstracts of wrath, released from attachment human reaction. Muted unable to realize images of your designs soul sacrifice a blessing to me, carve me from your memories. Deep impressions my depths, worthless as each breath, world