The sweetest strings draw him under,His life becomes a distant thunder. Naively down he goes.Seduced by notes within the sea,A hope to end the misery. A place where sun and sky can’t see.A sorrow deep where love can’t be,Empty in himself.To the bottom of his soul he drops,Where time is lost, but never stops. He hears... Continue Reading →
The fiddle gently pulls him under, The cozy sounds of distant thunder. He is but a fool. Seduced by notes from in the sea, As tears to widow’s misery. . Depths of sorrow beyond the tree, A place where sun and sky can’t see. Empty in himself. The centre of the broken clock, Where time... Continue Reading →
An angel and devil appear on a man’s shoulders. We have all seen this before. Right verse wrong. Good verse evil. But, It is not that simple, is it? It’s not good vs evil. More accurately, It would be closer to the truth to say evil vs not-so-evil; Evil vs man. A young man sits... Continue Reading →
The Vile Mint 