Crimson …nothing is permanent ever.Not joy,not sorrow but despair makes it seem like it will.

Shadows crawl beneath the skin,
where even light cannot seep in.
Hope decays in midnight air
and then despair ignores your prayer.

Take care🙏

In the burn I wither. That is something. Nicely penned, crimsin

I guess we all have our interpretations. I see a line of young people heading into a club or hanging out outside it to hear hip hop or rap. Many may disagree, but I see that kind of music as negative and detrimental. Just my two cents.

Tremendous flow here, my friend.

hello dearest Damian either they don’t read the situations or they are goading up to reveal what we know… through manipulation of a situation…they get me all the time this is one of your best in my opinion 💕

Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I loved those lines as well, you’re right there is no such thing as a safe place in the world’s current state. Happy to read your commentary again, hope your music projects are going well. Appreciate you.

Damian

“While destruction lies around the bend”

It’s interesting how the word lies changes the entire tone when read as one definition over the other. This is such a cleverly written piece. And powerful, as you excel at, my friend

Fanfuckingtastic Damian. Powerful and packs a tremendous punch!

I kinda get an image of friends drifting apart maybe due to political differences.

Great ink, friend

That’s terrific and honest.

Its hard to touch another’s suffering unless you’ve suffered yourself….I feel your pain.🙏

You have captured here that which is often so hard to put into words.

I’ve been depressed in the past, but some are clinically depressed and can’t get out of it without prescribed drugs. I feel for those people. It’s as though I’ve been released from jail due to time and age and they’re still in.
This really hits the nail on the head.