Mild breeze of nature, Peaceful songs of birds
Sounds of mother creature, a place meant for nerds
I came here to write
This year, I learnt that the people you love will punish you for it. But, love them anyway…. I realised that life is a dead end, the truth is King, but lies somehow rule the world
Being good is almost a waste of time,
that freezes the warmth out of you and then eats you into silent caves of Aloneness
An imperfect mind, A heart of regret and guilt
An open eyes of blind, a new start for hands of filth
I came to end a fight
I learnt about men and how unsure most of us are. It is just age. A great amount of us Never grow up
I learnt about Women, and their utter blindness and then realised that Adam’s rib is the Original bone of Contention.
I ask, Do you not see how easy we bleed? How daily, it flows, gathers, and then congeals?.
I intend to not have resolutions. I will better myself because I must.
Written instructions Pressure us and we exist for lighter burdens….
It is not always calculated attempts that count
Truth is i am alive, thankful and most importantly I am free.
It could be this second, minute or even this year. Not sure
But, One day my soul just opened
Sic /Austin grey