This is Dystopia for it is not just one Place
She will do whatever it takes to achieve her dreams
He tried to Change The World He succeeded But with a cost Everything comes with A Cost
Silence engulfs the city Knocking down doors, running the streets Dystopia all around and no one to hear our plea Barely a whisper of a heartbeat Dead men roam through the chaos Feeling the rubble beneath their feet The wealthy barely understands loss As they lie on the cold concrete Code Red-growing with every breath … Continue reading Dystopia
She writes for her. She writes for those whose voices that which cannot be heard. She is a composer, a writer.
He only comes out at night and he saunters in through the double doors with a devilish smile. The men in the bar scatter to the far ends of the room as He walks in, tipping his fedora at the bartender.
I kissed your lips and whispered to your soul, In an instant, my life force you stole
No one stays alive when Echo is around.
The man who protects unwillingly...
I am Dr. Lowery these stories are not my own but of my patients.
How does one deal with being in a Criminal's mind?
She may be second in command but that is not all she is.