A soul trying to fill its purpose in life.
My mind is racing, can't stop. Everything is coming to me, everything is possible to me. I want to move everything, I want to move away, sell everything.
By Dark Fairy5 years ago in Poets
This room is dark, even with flames burning around. I've waited for the flames to dissipate, from all the tears I've cried.
By Dark Fairy6 years ago in Poets
Drowning in abstract dimensions in all it's twists and turns Falling in intricate intentions with all the multifaceted terms
Duality Inside I'm an entertainer I'm the death in you I remind you I'm what keeps you alive I'm the entertainer entertaining your pain
I've been a bulk in this dumpster ten thousand times over and over again. Beautiful trees covered with snow, how delightful the thought of death upon me is.