Peacefully frustrating people...
Through with no reward slide only if slipping crossed your mind give into what's needed, not wanted, for a time long beginning to unwind be human, if nothing else seems right sound similar with no clue why when you see with no sight breathe easy among the darkest
Body Art
I want a compass on my right arm because whenever i was lost and alone in my darkest places there was always someone who came along to lead me out and show me the way.
Poem #2
Even in my darkest moments, they and everyone around me, always, are there for me.
the two paths
Tongue of the road, one path is a light in the darkness and the other is pure darkness. however, the path to the light is the most dangerous, while the path into the shadows were the dark consumes all. there lies a beast in both sections, yet, the one in the darkest
The Light and the Darkness of Humanity
_the one who sits in darkness_ _is the one who looks for the light to fix their blight_ _the one who looks to the moon to be swoon_ _they have a fear in their eye the one that shows lies _ _in the darkest of depts they feel the warmth of
Why We Care
Sometimes when things are darkest, and all the light seems lost, we need someone to guide us, even if't reminds us of pain's dear cost. there are no quick solutions. most lessons are learned in pain.
A cloudy Saturday morning, alone...
My stellar flame in gracious thought lends me light in the darkest dark, so my reflection will show clear on some surface, calm and near. here, one thing has held in true: i am not here without you.
A Foxes Savior.
In her darkest hour she looks up and sees a small speck of light. going against all that she's been taught she reaches out and heads towards the light. the light clears up and shows a lion and his family holding out their paws, welcoming her.
Below The Nothing
.** **neither a god, nor a genie's wish can bring this creature to reality, for it is unstable, incompatible to be kept at bay, this creature is the darkest form of nature to one's eyes, the heart of chaos, the void that causes depravity in everyone's heart
Fur-iday night lights...
A hopeful thought full of heart-felt learning taken half-way to the darkest of nights, the lighting nowhere to be found to the fearful noises, & shadows about, not making a sound i give in enough to remain sane before what happens takes place my
Love Poem
As the sun is bright and ever warming, my love for thee shall give warmth when thy need it most, and shine brightly in thine darkest hour.
The Darkness
**the** **darkness** here it is again, the broiling, wroiling, deepest, darkest pit seemingly endless, seemingly depthless, the bottommost place. my pitch black nemesis.