Monday, March 21, 2011

Death Knell


Death Knell
            In my final months of my agonizing life, I want to discover love and find quietness. But these are nothing more than unrealizable dream. I guess I am destined to an unfulfilling life. I can never have a true family. In eerie silence, I and my sorrow gradually perish in the cold mist. Memories fade as the forgotten and the unforgiving sinful victim no longer linger in the world. The only remaining fragment lies within the sinner of the sinner. They who committed the first sin will now linger with the curse mark eternally.
Diva Miller Smith
21-3-2011

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Home

A place where people care about you is a place thou shall return to. This is a place commonly refer as a home. What if one's purpose in the world is to be the bottom of the society. Shall thou perish or rebel? Kyrie, ignis divine, eleison! Mercy I beg as I continue to hallucinate in the world of midnight. It is in the mist of darkness that I can pray and transcend my body.
Diva Miller Smith
2-3-2011