The past
etched in blood
the present
filled with fear and uncertainty
the future
unclear and forever changing
the unknown
all of which we reside in
and the empty
the big picture of life
the world itself
and the bodies we animate on a day to day basis with a useless want for something more
something that will never be attained
but always longed for
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The Hauntings of My Mind
RandomSo this is my book of poetry. it starts off with a few of my really old poems but I promise you they get better. sorry if the poems are a little depressed or kinda sad, when I write I put my emotions into it and usually I write best when I'm upset...
