FateMere words writhe under an acids tongue to spew carelessly upon the deaf ears of fate Shards of humanity lay bleeding at your feet to seal their inane quest into faith Tormented yet peaceful in a requiem played on a broken violin by the spirit of your conscienceFate
Though I see the pain in your eyes I cannot bring
myself to lay a hand of comfort on your skin Tears well in my heart and yet I still hold back in fear of loves denial, or is it I am just a coward? Be what it may I turn my back and walk away into the recesses of what was yesterday
The loneliness in
