Lie
I write this on a rainy day
i guess you can never take the pain away but
what matters most is what the pain teaches you,
something deeper than the ocean
it makes you realize the real you.
They say pain comes from the truth and the lie
was invented to cut a corner and make everything seem
smooth but in my experience the lie is the truth and
the truth is the lie because I te...
Friday 17th November 2017 7:50 am
Passion
Passion
What is your passion in life
what's the last thing you
think about at night?
What motivates your soul
what dwells inside your mind
do you have any goals?
Oh I get it, you're only here for the show
but when the those lights turn off,
where will you go?
What will you show for yourself
what do you think makes you a man?
Is it doing this or doing...
Thursday 23rd March 2017 7:41 pm
Feathers at the altar roses draw near my cage
Flamable is love, its scent has no age
I fear not flying but remaining at this stage.
I ponder about the joy of escaping feels like but I still remain the same.
A perpetual moonlight filled with stars, dreams and hopes.
I want to escape and be with you buy my heart is vain
Laconic i am with you in sight, never able to scatter light on...
Thursday 16th March 2017 10:30 am
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