Eerie whispers, spectral signs Echo through my tangled mind. A chilling sigh out of tune, Haunting melodies entwined.
Echoes of an Awakening
From Sorrow’s Depths
A glass of fire, both bitter and sweet, Whiskey in hand, now tainted, not so neat. Shards of trust deeply cut, their edges raw A sudden plunge, a pit I never saw.
my letters from beyond the fire 