
Little feet sleepwalk on the hardwood floor between worlds creating a whisper of a wisp as they run. Childhood laughter hides in every corner haunting me. How I would die to see them again. How I would give my soul to see them whole.
Freeing the Mind and Defining the Body
Dive into the lost aspects of your mind and soul.
Little feet sleepwalk on the hardwood floor between worlds creating a whisper of a wisp as they run. Childhood laughter hides in every corner haunting me. How I would die to see them again. How I would give my soul to see them whole.
The door opened creaking on its hinges to nothingness on the other side.
A black void of silence.
Face to face with this lore that has haunted me since my mother disappeared, I swallowed back my fear prepared to take a step inside, but hands as twisted as shadows pulled me in.
Spin me a conundrum
A question of sanity on a thread
Twining in my nightmares
Twisted moods of dread
Motives complicating
The answers nowhere near
Driving touch of lunacy
To make the Game of Fear