The Reality of Life
Guarded by the mountains of dreaminess, life peered into the valley of hours. Qualms seemed to dwindle away to the deepest canyons laid miles away. Mind found trading with hope, with the rhythmic chime of the clock above. Failing to satiate the craving surged often, Unbridled, yet in pretentious calm. The hungry wolf within me woke up in haste, to meet up with the evening’s crimson moon, from the mountaintop of my bloated egos. The scars and fragile flaws let out the gore, with the wolf’s claws digging deep into me. My ...