silent

a scream that no one seem to hear, but it's deafing to hear..
in the misty of a mind, under the fog of long ago forgotten
terrors..

eyes that cries, but no tears fall..
long forgotten the trail that once flow..

holes and borkeness, parts missing..
bars that keep out anyone from replacing the parts that
lay upon the floor scatter and fling away heedlessly..

Pictures..

I had these pictures for awhile on my camera, thought that i post them some where..
pictures that I taken around the house..