Anew
Robert Hernandez
28 Jul, 2015 10:16 PM"Creating the division between thought and reality Depriving my source of purity Walking the plane of my own discord, of which there is no end Reaching the cliff in comfort I look down upon what awaits me There is no Darkness, Isolation or Woe For I reciprocated the concept, living in illusion One step over as my body drops For I am not falling, rather flying Flying into bliss As the darkness recedes Feeling the warm embrace of happiness The shackles bound no more Knowing a new reality"
10410
0 Post a Comment
You might also like
-
Last goodbye. - Raven Wolff36389 2
-
Gone - tessaholwerdagrcms@gmail.com19976 1
-
Cry, Cry, Cry - DC Martin22265 3
-
Hallows of the night - Jack Sorenson11628 0
-
I dream of the night. - The Boy With A Gas Mask19401 2
Comments
Post a Comment