Tonight
T onight, by the flickering life of a candle, I can feel the emptiness enveloping me, invading the very core of my being. Maddening thoughts arising from some dark corner of the soul rarely touched unleash terror the mind cannot understand. All that I know is torn apart In the realization that every dream is an illusion... All I am meant to be will never come to pass Life is what it is, and though the woman that stares back at me from the mirror seems young still... full of life, I know the... Sign in to see full entry.