Deadman Roselia Theodor Tompkins
Bio
not much really say about who i am my writing tells my story
Stories (2/0)
My World
Sit alone at the top if my world, watching it burn to the ground; Bells ringing and the ambers cracking. The great buildings that once stood tall turn to ashes it's a long way down but when I get there I'll have nothing to show. I've seen my city burn. What more pain could you put me through? I could rebuild an empire to have it set ablaze and that still couldn't touch the pain that was put in my heart the day my city, nay my world, turn to ash around me. A legacy rebuild and remembered by everything we despise. Loathing, Hypocrisy, Fear. As the bells stopped so does Another mortal life giving birth to another truly immortal thought.
By Deadman Roselia Theodor Tompkins6 years ago in Poets