prelude: I decided that I was going to fight, by redirecting darkness away from the light. Start. Are we born absent of light (Goodness),
By clarkspittah6 years ago in Poets
What remains of me if you leave? When you found me I was a seed, and with a surplus of overflowing love you drowned all my dreams.
By clarkspittah7 years ago in Poets
We live moving at the speed of light and sound, connected to the edges of visibility without seeing anything, Willing to accept our fate as morsels to the great divine who stands there watching, waiting in the beyond,
I use to think happiness would be obtained if I had a lot of money or if I had the plethora of things money could buy, but true happiness could never be that shallow
I know what's making us distant, pain is that love is missing I guess at times I was tripping Overwhelmed from your bitching about me fucking with women,