Drowning in this incomprehensible, nonsensical darkness
that tries to take over me,
I release my filtered thoughts upon paper
in an attempt to be set free.
Drowning in this incomprehensible, nonsensical darkness
that tries to take over me,
I release my filtered thoughts upon paper
in an attempt to be set free.
Poems that twine thread around the broken bits of a soul, that fling umbrella lips into beaming buckets and kind of just make you want to say, "life is beautiful, isn't it?" - a totally unbiased revi...