But what is right?
If the only thing right in my life unveiled its truth: wrong.
How sad it is...
To be a fool of love,
To be blinded
By nothing more than waves of emotions that we wire our hearts to feel.
To be stunned
By nothing more than an illusion of lightning and roaring thunder drawn so real.
So please, tell me,
What is so righteous about all the wrongs that feel... right?
January 2023
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The Aspect Of Oblivion
PoetryThe planted seeds of my wretched thoughts and emotions have bloomed their way out onto these pages, birthing a catastrophic garden; a virtue of beauty. A collection of emotions and thoughts documented in words, encompassing a voyage through the laby...
