It’s the time when my mind is overloaded, yet my mind is void. I am playing songs peppy to my ears yet I dance to none. I am thinking of crying into my pillow, yet I wonder what to cry about. I don’t want to love ever again, ’cause it only gets harder, yet I still find it alluring to love despite the pain. I wish to shed all this grief, yet I find myself wanting to wallow in it.
Why is time in the form of a wheel with moments of ups and downs? Happiness and sadness, fear and courage, glory and shame, fury and forgiveness! If only time wasn’t a wheel but a road instead, Wouldn’t all of our life be peaceful?
My fellow Americans, The hour is dark. Hence I stand before you With a heavy heart. Something is coming, Something man has never seen – An attack lacking precedent Within the pages of history. As you all well know, We
I remember when I was just 16, So much of my life was yet unseen. I was searching for something to help me discover, What set me apart, made me different from others. And there in my neighborhood, where we
One time above a little shop, An old greengrocer climbed on top, Despite himself he could not stop, The world had changed forever. The fruit of that old grocers loins, Became obsessed with notes and coins, She knew the club
The grain of wood was nuanced for naked aggression. The groping could not find the plasma. Some non-believers were deemed insane by rust-tainted smiles of shimmering stars. Defiant was the crushed grass after caressing the moon in lonely night. The