Hold the door, the man that is not a man says. His smile is charming. It slips from memory as easily as skin from bone. …
Doorway to Delirium

Be the Voice that Echoes
Hold the door, the man that is not a man says. His smile is charming. It slips from memory as easily as skin from bone. …
Hope was a fickle means. An inkling that transcended many heights. Hope that battled with time which was on the verge of crumbling to soulless …
Greed. Its essence will consume you fully before you realise it. A nightmare. A never ending battle. A looped hell that burns the surroundings of …
The music industry is ever-changing. The rise and fall of many songwriters continue to spark much debate about the authenticity an artist desperately tries to …
Despite the jacket, it’s cold. Sitting in front of the ground-level windows, legs crossed and arms folded, they try to vanish into the cracks of …