If darkness is ahead of me,
tryin' to tangle my future,
should I just close my eyes and imagine light?
If my anima is hurt, wounded deeply,
should I just let it heal by the time?
If my brain stops tryin'
clouded with doubts,
should I just cling to last wee ray of hope?
If this world is tyrant,
murders truth, maims happiness
should I be the one to bring glee in maze of cruelty?
try to cling to wee hope of love, loyality, generosity 'cause sweetheart sun is yet to set
DU LIEST GERADE
poems from heart
Poesiethese lines are not just mixture of alphabets but of emotions. Let these lines flow through your anima as they are flowing in mine.(these poems are written by me, so please no copying)
