Wolf in sheep clothing.

Lies with or without kindness.

Bode poor all the same.

Fear halts living.

Death brings certainty to life.

Without both we cease.

Flowers wilt and wane.

Far more than naturally.

The smoke is growing.

No longer living.

But gloriously alive.

Not just surviving.

Silence or solace?

Unknown to the outside eye.

A battle within.

Monotone voices.

A limitless void of black.

Darkness envelopes.

The endless falling.

Solid ground brings forth relief.

Giving it your all.