lonely one

“Feeling down and uninspired,
Watching the world moving on,
Looking for a hand reaching out,
To pull the soul from the rut,
Hanging on to the edge of hollowness,
That is the curse of the lonely one.”

red

“Fire bursting into the mind,
Painting everything flaming red,
Every movement pierced the soul deeply,
Leaving a trail of burning hearts,
The smell of ashes glorifying conquest.”