Thursday, October 9, 2014


The passing of time; a tyrant tormenting his skin
The collective of his being, slowly dissolves the will within
While struggling to reach the surface to breathe
He becomes the shadow of who he used to be.


Until its time to not be

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Time Traveller

He walked steadily on the sidewalk as if he was taking a journey in time.

His every step, a different age.
His every breath, another place.

The reflection of the Gray sky walked alongside him on the wet sidewalk.
Bright headlights from passing cars observed him indistinctively.

He travelled through time but only on the sidewalk.
That is why he never travelled anywhere.