Matthew Tyree's Blog – December 2010 Archive (5)

Fueled by will alone, molten lava bursts from the pours.

Teeth bared defiant to the end, sea of emotions fervently coursing.

Pain unbearable, breaking down, the shell is failing.

Void is calling, won't stop not yet, suddenly silence.

No more pain, just raw emotion and power.

No more fear, just overwhelming assurance.

All the blood on our hands, stains…

I remember those times when it was just you and I.…

She holds on so tightly, so strong of a grip that will never let go.…

My mind is Quaking…