on the edge of the earth where the lonely rock meets the sea, in this maelström that keeps growing harder, my hopes and solicitude collide with melancholia and torment.
Étiquette : mer
wrath of Prometheus
a glimpse of hell scorched my soul, salty ripples lick my wounds, behemoth whirlpool wants to tear me away from my pedestal.
aeternum vale
once i left you far behind, a darkened sky closed the day, all flames shall dim.
stream of consciousness
as the motion of the ocean sways my soul, the cycle of light blurs the distance, blue waters no longer cry.
far from here
from time to time i find myself looking westward, thinking about what i have left behind, the sorrow of passion still stab my heart.
delicate hull
over abyssal depths, halo of light, lead the sail.
from here, somewhere & nowhere 