by nikj Feb 26, 2006
category :
Miscellaneous /
Misc. poems
Living in the shadows of an unsearchable truth. Walking the crossed cruel passage that leads to a bound to be death. Not knowing how you got there or being able to come back. The truth you know you want is a crime to all others. The way it is come as impurity because it's not "normal" The darkness will flood again bringing red flare to your eyes. Shadows are not where to remain. You are the most amazing and beautiful you. |