This poem is an old one that I wrote a while ago.
But I think its decent enough to chuck up, Cheers.
Happiness.
I spend so much time standing still within the beacon of light
yet my mind seems to always race by
I always think about the times where I used to try
yet failed everything causing me an abyss and a sense of alone
thus I can...
But I think its decent enough to chuck up, Cheers.
Happiness.
I spend so much time standing still within the beacon of light
yet my mind seems to always race by
I always think about the times where I used to try
yet failed everything causing me an abyss and a sense of alone
thus I can...

Sign In
Create Account

