SiloZen

An overwhelming torrent of emotions flooded my mind. Indescribable events turn happiness into melancholy. A bed of roses for you, ascending to the land of the deity's, the human cage no longer bounds your soul. Memories proceed you, one truly inspired because of you, is myself. Ways you showed, the old tools of the trade, intellect and brain. The bound may exist for the body, but never exists for memories or souls, for they are but the souls possession alone. Eternal slumber greets you with a welcome smile, and the promise of peace.

 SSDD Is what I describe the value of my life that the future or present holds, for that sea we carve through. The torrent grows deeper, the burden greater. Cobblestone roads washed with saltwater, corroding, wearing away, like the pandimonium and course of time and life. Maybe some day, those runes will wash away  unpleasant tides of blackwater Some day. Then I remember. I remember her gentle touches, old late nights of company, she always loved the idea of  paradise. What I couldn't grant her, everwanting to see that smile for which I hold dear, shall always be remembered. The smile which would reflect onto myself. She always