The fist beams of light coming off the new world,
The blackness and hate that you only knew...

Fear
There out into the coldness only black there is to...

In your eyes, oh so full of heart
I see In doubt, of you loving me...

In a world of doubt,
In a world of sorrow...

Poetry
Current mood: creative...

"The Path of You"
By: Travis Cantwell...

To The One I Love,
My heart has stopped beating since I met you...

I do not understand this feeling called love.
It comes and stays, only to hurt you...