Fading sun reflects Day's coming mortality In mirror below Darkness approaches Senses' highest altitude During departure Memory dissolves Revitalized tomorrow In coming morning Image taken from Pinterest



Cobwebs cover skeletons. Poisonous fumes inhaled sprinting  past previously etched walls. Blood remains on the catacombs from chipped fingernails. Desperate  to mark any, the infinite series of twisted  turns praying to escape the Maze. Devoured by rats as a means to survive. Fur and feces somehow seem more appealing than death. Praying out instead of accepting fate. Lost to never … Continue reading Prisoner