Ikthys

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Wilderness

Squinting to see the once vivid trail, I halt. Forced (by unseen restless forces) I immediately, Press on. My eyes adjust to the dim light,

Home

Is my heart here? My treasure is unseen. Does that mean I'm homeless? This location, where I dwell. swollen with strife engulfed with anger. Misery, I call to thee! For you have

What does it mean to be alive?

I open my eyes early every morning Can you guess my first thought? (Here is a hint, it starts with "ugg") Are morning meant to begin as such? This thought perpetuates through the day

Under the Sun

Time passes as my heart grows cold Understanding fades with the follicles on my head Words flow yet no meaning is found always searching for more I fail to see its all pointless....

The Labyrinth

Endlessly plagued with false adoration Trails of entrails left behind Our hearts left in shreds.