a child happened to find a home
went trough flying stars and burning skins
always looking at the dome
time passed with piercing grins
the child closed his eyes
and saw the world unseen
the toyish smile dies
the soul is no longer clean
shadows take turn and warp the dreams
the child can only hear screams
a wretched red eye explores the world unseen
closed eyes cry out loud
like a feathered cloud.
one of the last dreams
surrounded by gleams,
eagerly gives the child his colourful shroud.
A story of a child going mad because of circus?
long time no upload, has it been 2 months??
I need to atone for this gap ;___;
something similar to this
(I'm seriously thinking of developing a hobby with kids looking this way, pitifully
) : Thank you for (still) looking, wish you a wonderful week everyone~!!