Regret
Looking back, thinking forward, the serrated blade of the past grinds even deeper. What I could have said, what I should have said, the things I have said, I never should have even thought. The past can't be changed. Most things can be...
Roy Boy
Soon enough, time forsaken, not enough. Leveled to shoulders, his trigger pulled. Lost in this fog; now, forever. "Love, redemption, oh my aching heart." Lost to wind, found in dirt. A mighty throne, caked with soot. His passing silhouette,...