The time we dedicate to sleep, that’s when my thoughts go deep. Thinking about things, I pry away the darkness they bring. The moon shines bright, full. I try to be happy and let other’s be fooled. Because at night is where it begins, when my thoughts become severely mean. Yet the moonlight reflects and […]Read More 75. It’s the night that rivals you.
This night isn’t different from the other nights, where dreams are where we travel to various sites. We fly without the wings, where we’re accepted and understood as equal human beings. However, there come times, where these dreams to others are like crimes. Wrong and unreliable, where the human standards are indiscernible. These days are […]Read More 72. You probably should chase the shooting stars.
Right and left, everything’s bad. what’s with the news? again, something sad. What do we gain from all these hate? can we still unite or it’s too late? The sparkling lights disappear, even the rainbows become unclear. Yes, the sun still rise from the east, but the darkness still consumes like a beast. Details of […]Read More 69. The colors fade and darkness consume it all.
Before or after going to bed, it doesn’t matter. with all the thoughts, it’s getting heavier. Along with time, I take on a strong hold on things. becoming wary that I may have been tightly clinging. Mentally, I’m told to loosen up. yet it’s hard and insomnia can’t be popped. Indeed, one or two pulls […]Read More 67. You loosen your hold.
You’re drowning, dark thoughts looming. Yet what others view, is you on a luxurious canoe. This is what the world has as its routine. We all look great but our souls are in line with the guillotine. Because this world demands as to great, and being weak, lost, and dense are what we hate. You […]Read More 63. The eagle cries as it hovers on a vast land.