Fear

i have become the very darkness I once was afraid of and believe me,The moment people sense the darkness, they will walk awayBelieve me when I tell you that “opening up” is a trap.Some things were never meant for the ears of men.Some truths, like dirt, are best swept under the carpet.

Lighthouse

And the poet stopped.Took a deep breath and with a a sighStarted all over again.Only this time, he lived one day at a time.Loose from all human attachment.Loose from all the pain, all the tearsA choice not by desire but necessity.And on each day he only looked ahead,Miles away into the fog where a brightContinue reading “Lighthouse”

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