The Struggle.
Alone in a foreign land, walking through the wilderness. A sacred intimacy within the forest grows. As whispers of sins travel through the breezes, Looking up towards the sky, The loneliness is remembered... of a time when love was new...but now, no more. Suddenly birds scatter and all grows still. The arrow travels through the air... but, misses Still trying to hide No escape of the destiny long awaited Betrayed, A crow caws Leaves are dispersed The heartbeat is the only sound A Deadly Silence... Sign in to see full entry.