Tarotsmith Blog

Slayer

Silence was once my beloved companion. Now silence feels like winter and my bones have turned brittle from the cold.

My thoughts have turned against me, its poison slowly seeping in.

I am my own destruction, I am my own murderer, I have slayed all the demons only to find they will not die as long as I breathe.

Do you know what it feels like to stand alone and fight the enemy that is yourself?

The beast was here all along…