Existential, astral pleading Cast asunder, crying, bleeding Aching, praying, here decaying Dark, descending, cable laying Transatlantic, start to panic Scripture's truth, with heart Satanic Diseased, disturbed, fatigue completed Replete, redacted, and depleted Resource lost, hidden cost Paint with doves, but hurt like war Wounds recited, secret, idle Lined with hands still clutching idols Engine stalling, hell is calling Collecting souls caught up in falling Frozen coast, unt

Violins And out from under Instruments Of droning thunder While I wonder Piling blunders Windows vacant Hungry hollows Vanished or...

Why do we continue fighting? Life seems to want to find a way, to preserve itself, to keep us going even when we feel like giving up. Is...