29 September 2012

You are the anchor which weighs heavily and pervades my very soul -pinning me into stagnation in a way which only God knows

The wind has vanished from my sails as run aground, I stumble on towards my destiny my reflections see me going, like mars, retrograde into my former future of loneliness

All is blank. And black. Echoes fade across the open sea There’s no one left to save me now but me.

bronzapunkAnchored, (Wankered) • Opuss № I