I can't see through this sea of fog
And I don't even have to look up
to feel the rain
But still, I scoot through the path of Cain's
No, darling, neither you or I am a saint
For the fog has swallowed my will
And is nowhere to be seen
So I ask, sanity, where have you been?
When the sun and moon are far
to see with my naked eyes
How can I see even through your lies?
When you've forced yourself to love me
I mustered curses to hate me
You, Casper, are a cluster of lies.
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My Silent Screams (on going)
PoetryPoems of unsaid thoughts and feelings. This isn't really well made and I just wrote this from my heart. This book is filled with just little pieces of me that I write down to somehow find comfort and shelter to my vulnerabilities. These are the emot...
