Sitting on the edge of dark woods, Listening to soft song, Drawing listener to rest, Taking shelter in forever song, Dressed in Sunday best. Sitting in eternal trance, Dancing on dreamland’s eternal
Tag: Pan
World Tree
Grown up, many directions, Practicing digression, pushed into decisions, Needless violence, harassing words, Destiny in the back ground, Visions of the future haunting me, Pushing through hazy rooms, Hotboxing all the whips, Blue lights flashing up the mirror, Colors whipping across the mirror, Dropping King down rabbit hole, Eating shrooms like Alice, Growing 10 by…
Redemption
Often I write from a place of depression, Exhaustion weighing down my soul, At times unaware of my existence, The Universe’s gravity pushing me onward. Saddened by loss, Grief overwhelms me at times, Regret fills my cup, And water turns to vinegar in my throat. Mentally ill and losing my toolbox, My hammer often hits…
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