September 21st
Everything decays
Rots away
To become #ruins
Glorified
As it dies
Living relics
Attractions
For the masses
Til its gone
The tragedy
And mystery
Of life
September 23rd
Tears wash the soul
Nourish the heart
Cleanse the dark
Like the #rain
We danced in
As children
Carefree
And naive
Life’s burdens
Yet on our shoulders
September 24th
I wish to #stitch
a stunning mask
to confound
and astonish
I wish to #stitch
a matching cloak
to keep secrets
and mystify
I wish to #stitch
a wonderful lie
to become my life
and satisfy
September 25th
Darkness was always there
Filling the air
in thick, rolling clouds.
The thunder was loud
after the flashes of lightning.
You would have thought it blinding
except it was familiar
even the shivers
it sent down your spine.
It was divine.
It was #Castlevania.
September 26th
My #luggage seems light
Laughable
I hide it away
Screaming internally
Can’t let them see
I’m vulnerable
Struggling
Gasping
Fighting my demons
What else is there to do?
My burdens are mine
Guilt is there
If I share
And so I lock them up
And battle myself.
September 27th
The waters still
Shimmer and shine
Beneath pale moon light
Her face is reflected
Ivory skin
Speckled by sunlight
Green eyes blossom
Like new buds
On a growing tree
Nature’s #mirror Is friendlier
Than a stranger’s gaze
She welcomes the image
Strong and powerful
Kember's Journey 