BLACKGOLDKING

The Raging Wind

Sat staring out the window a young decadent mind looks onwards

Grasping the harsh world outside

The fierce wind blows around with every thought captured

Each second leading to a deep and bewildering framework of possibilities

The endless maze of branches sway with a splintering crackle as leaves are flying around back and forth

Resembling an endless flow of beauty and enchantment 

The Raging Wind

A domineering force blasts through every walk of life taking down all it sees in its path

Scattering the leaves of thought and braking the branches of life into a new existence