Grief has come knocking again
After five years of picking the pieces of another...

They are falling as unwanted drizzle
Soon they?ll fall as storm...

These haunting thoughts that i would die
Coming from nowhere and lurking...

The sun is high now
Clouds gathered amidst blue...

I happen to find you
Divine or mere coincidence...

*Carnivaling is my own creation something from...

In the midst of this dark and dreary night.
Walking into life with a blindfold...

How marvelous is the stain of betrayal
Excellently groovy living with perverted truth...

Like a harbinger of pogrom
Missed direction or so...

We all have moments of gloom
Moments of deep desperation...

This is pretty long, i will love you read it...

This is the last part of this write. I look...