Your words are a beautiful, but unattainable dream Wisps of promise that forever haunt me
Shades of love shine bright Hues of our hearts paint the sky, Your colors and mine
My review of 'The Empties,' a horror graphic novel.
The benevolent souls I once knew and adored Have twisted into something born of malevolence Where has their love gone?
But perhaps, we can achieve eternity Through the memories and hearts Of our loved ones