Standing in the dead barren landlooking at the ashes from the skiesburned down all the helping handsproliferating dreams in our eyesWe’ve broken all the hopes,gone past the rows of thornsNow days are merely trophies,on the throne of skulls they adornVindicated, we stand guilty now,somehow stuck here, you and I,Killing each other by the minute,Bleeding outContinue reading “Epiphany”