Passions ignited, I am intoxicated with rage.Eyes enflamed with hellfire and soul enlivened,this firestorm and the whirling clouds of smokeincites both panic and fear within my path.Candlewicks flare up in the heat of my presence,so too, I melt the...

Midsummer season on my wintry lips,these modern symptoms from antiquated sorrows.The sunlight of acceptance,the midnight of isolation.Youthful blushes and the wrinkles of experience,I have the free will to question my fate.This wealth of imagination,and the poverty of my reality.The...