And down they went.
Down towards the moss, down under the soil, hearts stilling, whispers silencing,
they went.
YOU ARE READING
humans
Poetry"Being human means constantly trying to find the light." -Kevin Kantor & Sienna Burnett "Phases" (poetry written in form of journal entries)
down.
And down they went.
Down towards the moss, down under the soil, hearts stilling, whispers silencing,
they went.
