Epiphanic Diaries2025-07-29
Tales of Heartbreak
Tales of heartbreak piped through the hallways, the roads are covered in mud, restless engagements, the smell of estrangement — will I ever find you?
Keeping me searching all through the daytime and into the moon time; rest comes only for a time.
Hopeless endeavor, ever-flowing river, courtesy armor, insanity’s lace.