Oh dear dark side,
Dear dark side,
Is this where the hopeless goes?
Where things are near but yet so far,
Is our sin that many to be blindsided by,
greed?
Lust?
Pride?
Sloth?
Or even worse,
wrath and envy?
Or are we just selfish being trying to save our own soul,
From the very place you call home?
YOU ARE READING
"Yin and yan"
ПоэзияI use poem as coping mechanism to the world craziness, Just like how heart and head is.
