Breaking The Facade

I flipped a switch causing a reaction. I burn your facade for my satisfaction. Your face is soft while under is less. You move past the things unaddressed. The links of armor, you pretend to have, show a dim shimmer and break as if glass. Shards on the floor my questions broke your shallow voice…

The Day Gentleness Dies

Once there was definition to that which once was honor. Mother earth has dominion over man that is upon her. Once man did discover, once man did search souls, man has dug into the earth; yet all was a search for gold. As time winds so constant different means it supplies. Yet at the core…