The Sinful Strings Of Fate And Our True Purpose – Short Story

He fumbles frantically with his phone as the silence of the world around him creates an uncomfortable eerily feeling. As the phone tumbles through his fingers and plummets towards the ground music blasts to life in his ears, breaking the silence like a brick through a window.  “Shit!” He hisses through clenched teeth as he …

Shades Of A Torn Soul

It’s not me, it’s not my deeds you see, shattered dreams, whispered words, rivers of blood, seas of sin, it’s not me, it’s not my bitterness you see, in your head, through your eyes, beneath your bed, my sin continues to grow, it’s not me, it’s only my lie you see, shades of grey, slivers …