Author Information
Withering sun
death flows throught the veins of time
like an evil overdose of a living opiate
destroying the roots of the life giving tree
its arms cracking dry and devoid of hope
Its brain flowers withering as the thoughts die an excruciating death
the lifeless petals floating to the ground beneath like crimson tears
the ground nestling them in the comfort of its grass
until the grass is overcome with a nature born pestilence
the greedy weeds feel no sorrow as they rise and spread
an epidemic of sorts
sentnecing the dead to join the dead in their lonely decay
