It’s a dark winter
In the words of a dream
Reality forgotten
For the sake of all things
The warmth of the sun
Is high above the clouds
The wind that is blowing
Makes an Erie sound
Love Truly struggles
Within the fortress of bone
It doesn’t come as freely
As the wars that rage on
In silence the thoughts
Escape the brilliant mind
Words run rampant
Trying to blind the nieve eyes
Knowledge is power
Power is control
Lies are embraced
As we’re frozen like stone
R.K.H
Blank Thoughts 