Every time I walked through that front door
Silence greeted me
The air smelt of despair and grief
The house that use to be filled with life was no more
It was dead
Buried in the heavy air of fading memories
With gloomy shadows as flowers
And insects as people
It was empty
JE LEEST
Death With No Coffin { Poetry/Quotes/Solace }
PoëzieI am Death With No Coffin Filled with nothing but sorrow and darkness Pain and uncertainties I am death with no coffin I'm suppose to be 6 feet under But instead I'm wrapped around you 6 times giving you comfort I am death The one you wish to for...
