There was a desert wind Blowing that night It arrived quite suddenly Moving in from east to west Dry and bitter Jumping on me From the core Of the mountain itself Pelting exposed skin Violently transforming My budding expectations For the evening ahead This …
Conflict
Warring
It bloodies Pushing from the inside Raging Let me out Wanting to feel the air Anchored to the darkness From which it thrives It takes many forms Evil anatomy Maiming At best Destroying At worst Leaving behind Sorrow Grief Probing agony I’ve …