How obscure it is, How I tremble at the thought of being around the presence of many, Yet, Set out to be around just that. Plethoras of fears take over my thoughts. Like, Going blank, Having nothing to say. But, Even then, It's the only way I can love when darkness rises... Still. I'm prompted... Continue Reading →
Poetry, I’m Sorry.
Poetry. I'm sorry that some taint your heartwarming palms with Deceit... Canting deceit some sugarcoat as Social Justice in order to reach a certain feat... A feat like, How many records have they sold? Or, How many hits can they make in a row? Or, How much money can they make until they lay in... Continue Reading →